fairy wife

Clusters of snow-white and crystal-clear sprays are blooming around the flat stone platform.The water droplets splashed and the waves burst out.

Aunt Yan looked at the woman in a bright purple gauze dancing in the middle of the stone platform. There were phantoms of flowers in her hair between her fingers, colorful and lingering flickering.

Qiuqiu has always felt that the scenery of chaotic clouds piercing the sky and turbulent waves crashing on the shore has nothing to do with the words lingering and gentle, but now looking at everything in front of her, there is no sense of disobedience.

"What the head of the sect is practicing is the Ziyu Jue, the supreme heart method of our sect." Aunt Yan said softly to the little disciple beside her: "After you have cultivated the Ziyu Jue to the ninth level, you will be as beautiful as jade and have a long life." not bad."

Qiuqiu hummed in a daze.

She couldn't take her eyes off the master at all.

A line of flute sounded faintly, ethereal and ethereal.

The woman dancing beside the stone platform seems to be riding the wind and the sound of the flute to float away.

"Is she beautiful?"

Qiuqiu nodded sincerely: "It's beautiful."

Aunt Yan touched her head: "After going back, the head of the sect may select disciples with suitable qualifications to teach the Purple Jade Art. A few years ago, the head of the sect was only a little girl of your age who started to practice purple jade with other fellow sects. Yujue, but among the crowd, she is the only one who stands out. The master leads the door, but the practice is up to the individual."

Qiuqiu turned to ask Aunt Yan: "Master, have you also practiced the Purple Jade Jue?"

"I failed to learn."

After the master danced the song, although there were many people watching, they were silent, as if she was the only one in the world.Her dance is not looked down upon by anyone.

Qiuqiu looked at her back, the gauze skirt was blown by the wind, dancing like clouds.

She also thought of the big crape myrtle flowers that she saw in the main courtyard of Ziyu Pavilion that time.The flowers bloom too prosperously, but people are always worried that they will wither in the next moment, like unreal colored glaze, beautiful, but too thin and fragile.

"Isn't the master not coming this time?"

Qiuqiu remembered that the head didn't go with them at first.

"Sect Leader was specially invited by Dongfang Island Master. Today is the birthday of Dongfang Island Master. The relationship between Master and Dongfang Island Master is extraordinary. She doesn't have to show up for other things. But she will definitely not absent."

More Ziyu Pavilion disciples danced lightly on the stone platform, wearing colorful gauze clothes, like a group of butterflies playing among flowers.There are also a group of disciples in the scene, each holding a different musical instrument, such as pipa, qin, flute, bell, cloud board, and laughter interspersed with music.

This time the audience was full of thunderous applause.The scene suddenly became lively and extraordinary.

The wind and cloud meeting has come to an end, and after Dongfang Island Master's birthday, they will also be on their way home.

On the return journey, the atmosphere on the boat was different from that when we came. Everyone was happy when we came, but most of them were listless when we returned.

After so many days of novel experiences, everyone felt very tired.

Qiuqiu kept looking at the island.Farther and farther away, farther and farther away.

Aunt Yan felt that she was reluctant: "I will bring you here next time I have a chance."

Qiuqiu responded.Still staring at the island reluctantly.

She couldn't tell why she was so upset.

In the past few days on the island, so many things have happened.I met my little sister, and I also got to know people from Feng Jiu... Although I don't even know their names, I still know them.

People from all over the world and even from the far side of the sea gather here. Even if you come to this place next time, the people you meet will probably be different.

Some people may never meet again.

Waterfowl flipped up and down the bow.The sail is full of the wind, and it is so full.The boat was moving fast.

Qiuqiu had a dream amidst the sound of the waves, and dreamed of the house standing alone on the sea.The moon rose and shone on the sea and also on the empty house.

It was quiet in the room, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the shadow cast by it was gradually shifting.

Then she heard footsteps.

Quietly, calmly, from far to near.

Every step of the footsteps felt like stepping on her heart.

Qiuqiu felt a palpitation.

She tried to see who was coming, but she couldn't move.

After waking up and looking at the moonlight in front of the porthole, Qiuqiu didn't know where she was for a while.

She rolled over and sat up, the moonlight outside the window was like a dream.

I don't know why this dream made her feel sad.

She couldn't sleep after lying down again, the moonlight was shining on her pillow.Qiuqiu pulled the handkerchief to cover her face, and through the thin handkerchief, she could still see the faint outline of the moon.

She felt that the moment before she woke up just now, she seemed to have touched the reason why she had been in a trance.

Qiuqiu returned home with a full load this time, and brought back a large bag of shells, conchs and corals, and sent them to the east and west, but the big bag was almost not enough.Many people imitated Qiuqiu's style and hung wind chimes on the corners of the eaves. For a while, the whole Ziyu Pavilion was filled with tinkling wind chimes. Aunt Yan said with a smile that it was like entering a military camp, making people unable to tell the difference between south, east and north.

Aunt Yan did what she said, and immediately after returning to the sect, she quickly invited two elders to uphold justice.Some people are afraid of Elder Pan, and naturally some people are eager to see her make a fool of herself.

The girl Su Juan came to her senses as if she had been slapped in the face, and stood up righteously to expose Su Yun's plots and plots, and by the way, she was cleared.It is said that Su Yun's envoy Su Yun planned and carried out this matter from beginning to end. She was just coerced by Su Yun, and she dared not tell the truth because of Su Yun's lewd power.

No matter what reason she was tearing up with Su Yun, it couldn't be because of justice.

Qiuqiu was a little confused.

Is this the case for all cultivators?Can such a person really cultivate into a fairy?Fighting for power and profit just like ordinary people, intrigues, and even more vicious than ordinary people.

She thought of her admiration for these people at the beginning, and felt deeply confused.

She always felt that it shouldn't be like this.

But according to Master, most people are like this.

Even though Elder Pan tried her best to protect her, she also encountered trouble.Someone grabbed hold of one thing she did before, and Qiuqiu didn't know what it was, probably leaked the secret of Ziyu Pavilion's sect to one of her lovers, so under the leadership of the head Persisting, with the approval of several elders, Elder Pan himself was punished and locked up.There is a saying that there are no eggs under a nest. Elder Pan himself is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. Of course, Su Yun lost his biggest backer. Qiuqiu is neither the first nor the last to bully fellow students.There were other things, adding up the bits and pieces, Su Yun was completely trampled under the feet of everyone. After her cultivation base was abolished, Qiuqiu never saw her in Ziyu Pavilion again.

Aunt Yan did not break her promise, she promised to seek justice for Qiuqiu, and she did.

But Qiuqiu was not happy.

Su Yun was punished, but not because of Qiuqiu's appropriation. Qiuqiu and the others were on the side of justice.This is just another reshuffle and reorganization of power in the Ziyu Pavilion sect.

The head of the sect has long been jealous of Elder Pan. Taking this opportunity, he united with Aunt Yan and several other elders to push Elder Pan out of the sect's power core. Disciple, that's why they were dealt with conveniently.

After this incident, Su Juan shook his prestige, Qiuqiu even saw her slap someone on the back, and scolded the little girl sharply. Seeing Qiuqiu passing by, Su Juan stopped embarrassingly.

"Junior Sister Qiu, where did this come from?"

Where else could this path come from?I really know what to ask.

"From the garden."

"Where are you going?"

"Send flowers to Elder Mo."

Sujuan specially came over and smelled it: "This flower is really fragrant."

Isn't that right, Elder Mo likes fragrant flowers, she doesn't care if the flowers are gorgeous or not, she likes fragrance, and likes to make and make fragrances, so all the flowers and plants she wants are all this kind of fragrant.

Not much speculation.

Qiuqiu walked away, and heard Su Juan say something from behind her: "...the master and the apprentice are the same, pretending to be noble..."

Qiuqiu was wondering, in such a place, following such a path, what kind of person would she eventually become?Will she also become a bully like Su Yun and Elder Pan?Or will it become like other elders, like the head of the sect, under the guise of justice, but what they actually do is to exclude dissidents?

The head dancer who danced on Dongfang Island's birthday was as beautiful as a banished fairy, but it was the same person who did these things.

Aunt Yan naturally knew about the disciple's knot in her heart.

Back then, she also walked over like this step by step.

Maybe everyone has this experience.

Know everything around you, hit a wall, disappointment, doubt, and even give up on yourself.

This is almost a necessary process.Cultivation not only cultivates the body, but also the mind.Without these tempering and setbacks, it is impossible for people to truly understand the truth of the world, let alone have enough perseverance and tenacity to face the wind and rain in the future.

In such perplexity, time quietly passed by the pillow beside the window.A year passed without a sound. It seemed that in the short moment of lowering the head and then raising the head, the apricot blossoms in front of the window bloomed again. When the wind passed, the flowers scattered all over the ground.

The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small.

Qiuqiu looked at the green apricot, which was no bigger than the belly of a pinky finger. At this moment, the apricot must be extremely astringent.

The head of the sect began to select disciples with excellent qualifications in the sect.

Those who are selected can practice Ziyu Jue.

Qiuqiu wasn't very keen on this matter, and Aunt Yan let her go, neither urging her nor rushing her. The master was so lenient, so Qiuqiu herself felt embarrassed.

The selection of the head is also very simple, just like the selection when you first started.Unlike the previous loss, Qiuqiu was selected this time. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: A dozen guests came to the house at once. When the first four came, I was still thinking about cooking - when the latter came into the house, I wanted to knock them down. I went out to eat and found two or three restaurants. Empty table.