I reincarnated as a single school beauty

Shi Changfeng wiped the water from his face, with a hint of embarrassment and helplessness on his old face, he said: "Your Uncle Qiling likes to play like this, so don't be afraid."

"Ah."

Liu Mu was naturally not afraid, he felt a little nostalgic, and a little pity... It's a pity that he still can't beat this old beast.

The long beard fell down, and the unicorn was happy, so it slowly sank into the water again, and the fairy mist filled the air, covering the fairy pond again.

Only a few strands of space are left in the avenue.

No matter how Liu Mu looked at it, he couldn't see Xianchi anymore.

Shi Changfeng put his palm on top of Liu Mu's head, and the immortal power entered his body, scorching hot like fire, but neither hurt nor hurt.

Afterwards, layers of water vapor rose, and the wet feeling disappeared from Liu Mu's perception.

"Let's go. After passing Tianchi Road, we will reach the Nine Peaks." Shi Changfeng said.

Liu Mu followed behind Shi Changfeng, lowered his head in thought, for a long time, he asked: "Master, you said that I am the first disciple, are there any other disciples?"

Shi Changfeng turned around and smiled: "Of course not, the peak masters of all generations are only allowed to accept one disciple."

Liu Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.

Shi Changfeng rubbed his head, his brows became narrower, and he said, "What? I'm worried that I won't pay enough attention to you because of my master's pampering others?"

Liu Mu patted his hand away without hesitation, and said lightly, "Master is worrying too much."

Shi Changfeng laughed and said: "You child, you are good at everything, but you are not sincere enough."

"Master's idea is too surprising." Liu Mu said truthfully.

Shi Changfeng curled his lips and didn't argue with him any more.

After passing through the Immortal Pond, the most important side of the Sky Blue Sword Sect was revealed.

Wrapped in clouds and mist, the sword is majestic, and the sky blue nine peaks point to the sky like nine swords pointing to the sky.

Still back...

Looking up at the towering mountain peaks, Liu Mu was filled with emotion.

The entry registration process to Ting Yufeng is not cumbersome, and Shi Changfeng has already helped Liu Mu complete many procedures in the early years.

This visit was just a cutscene, and with Shi Changfeng by his side, the cutscene was extremely simple.

"It's called Liu An, right?"

The elder at Ting Yufeng's registration office took out a thick booklet and asked.

Shi Changfeng put his hand on Liu Mu's shoulder, looked at him and smiled slightly.

Liu Mu lowered his eyes, remained silent for a while, and said, "Yeah. Note the original name, Liu Mu."

Without him, Liu Mu likes his name very much.

Only then did Shi Changfeng pat his head in satisfaction.

Liu Mu turned her head and looked at Shi Changfeng's slightly desolate head, with a hint of thought in her eyes.

He keeps touching... is he jealous of me?

"What about your age and current state?"

The elder's question interrupted his thinking.

"Eighty. There are four ways of enlightenment."

The voice was flat and undisturbed.

The elder's pen paused, and he raised his head and asked, "How much is the realm?"

"Oh, it's said that you have realized the four ways of enlightenment, so there's nothing to make a fuss about. Hurry up and write it down."

It was Shi Changfeng who spoke like this, he seemed to be urging impatiently, but in fact his old face was a little red.

That's shame.

Wuyijing's direct disciple is probably the only one in Tianqing's tens of thousands of years. It is not known whether there will be others in the future, but at least there is no one before.

Seeing Shi Changfeng's slightly embarrassed face, the elders at the registration office didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they took up a pen and recorded them down.

"Cough cough..."

Shi Changfeng straightened his collar, his expression gradually returned to normal, and he put on a fairy-like appearance again, and said lightly: "Have you finished recording?"

"Brother, the record has been finished."

"Then I'll take him away."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the elder's answer, Shi Changfeng waved his hand lightly, and a small white cloud appeared in front of them.

Carrying Liu Mu, Shi Changfeng jumped up, the wind sounded suddenly, and the white clouds disappeared into the sky.

No matter how you look at it... it all means running away.

The elder shook his head helplessly.

"This Purple Bamboo Peak is really miserable."

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……

Next to the winding and winding stone steps, there is brown soil, and one plant after another of purple bamboo stands in the soil.

A forest of purple bamboos towers slightly into the clouds.When the clouds move and the wind rises, the green leaves make a "rustling" sound, but it is not noisy, but it makes people feel unobstructed physically and mentally.

Shi Changfeng and Liu Mu stepped on the stone steps and walked up the mountain step by step.

These purple bamboos undoubtedly indicated that this mountain was Zizhu Peak, one of the nine peaks of Tianqing, and it was also the gate of the peak that Liu Mu worshiped.

With Shi Changfeng's ability to soar through the clouds and ride the fog, it took only a short time to reach the top of Zizhu Peak, but he still chose to accompany Liu Mu to walk up from the foot of the mountain step by step.

Liu Mu has worshiped him for decades, so how could he not be familiar with this Purple Bamboo Peak.

However, on the way up the mountain, Shi Changfeng was not talking about this beautiful scenery.

"Xiao'an, you don't need to care about other people's opinions. You have a teacher. Even if your strength is lower, no one will dare to bully you."

Shi Changfeng walked ahead with his hands behind his back.

"I heard that the Azure Sword Sect always respects strength." Liu Mu said.

"That's why no one dares to bully you."

The cold wind blowing down from the top of the mountain brought Shi Changfeng's soft voice.

Liu Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "What is the strength of Master now?"

After a pause, Shi Changfeng stopped. He turned his head and glanced at Liu Mu. The latter's eyes were clear, and his tone didn't sound like he was asking.

"You can't bully others by relying on your status as a master and a disciple."

"I never bullied people."

The wind blew the long hair on the young man's forehead, and Liu Mu's clean eyes were not the only ones.

At this moment, a long-lost figure suddenly appeared in front of Shi Changfeng's eyes.

He laughed out loud, turned around and continued to walk up the mountain, but at a faster pace.

"Master hasn't told me where your strength is?" Liu Mu asked.

"Palm the sky."

"Complete?"

"Later."

Late stage of Heaven Palm...

Liu Mu was thoughtful.

squeak -----

Soft and sharp screams came from the bamboo forest, and agile figures shuttled among the bamboo forests, forming groups and training in an orderly manner, which was quite spectacular.

Shi Changfeng said with a smile: "This is our Zizhu Peak monkey group. They have lived and multiplied in Zizhu Peak for a long time. In terms of familiarity with Zizhu Peak, perhaps they are not as good teachers as them."

Liu Mu looked at the group of monkeys, it was a group of very ordinary monkeys, each one was unfamiliar.

"After playing for a long time, you will naturally become familiar with it."

Liu Mu looked back.

The group of monkeys leaped across the mountain road and hung in rows on the bamboo forests on both sides, scratching their ears and cheeks one by one, screaming non-stop.

Their eyeballs kept moving, and they all stared at Liu Mu at first, as if they were curious about who this stranger was, but after a while, they all focused on Shi Changfeng again.

"Squeak..."

The shouting grew louder.

"Okay, okay! You guys, one by one is really endless!"

Shi Changfeng laughed and cursed for a while, waved his hand, and white steamed buns flew out of his sleeves, there were hundreds of them.

These steamed buns fell into the palms of monkeys before they landed.

Chapter 240 Classmate Yun Xiaoxi's Porcelain Touching Behavior

(immobilizer unchanged)

Autumn leaves winter, and spring and summer are the best times.

--Inscription

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Somewhere in Zhongzhou, Tiangu Continent, there are wild mountains and forests of steles.

Stone tablets stand among the wild ridges, and each stone tablet is engraved with a name, and each name points to a person who has passed away.

This is a cemetery, and every stele is a tomb.

Black smoke billows from the grave, and someone is offering sacrifices.

Liu Mu knelt on the ground, in front of him was a copper basin with a fire burning paper money, in front of the copper basin were three stone tablets, under the stone tablet were three tombs, in which lay his father, his mother, and There is his brother.

A generous figure appeared behind Liu Mu. Shi Changfeng looked at his disciple and said softly, "My family is gone, Xiaoan, let's go back to the sect as a teacher."

Liu Mu gently put the last stack of yellow papers in his hand into the copper basin, watched the flames engulf them, and then slowly stood up.He patted Hui Fei on his body, and looked at the three steles in front of him for the last time, without any nostalgia in his eyes, he turned around leisurely.

When he turned around, his face was completely exposed to the sunlight.It was a face so handsome that it was hard to describe it with any fancy words. Even Shi Changfeng, who was already used to his face, couldn't help sighing in his heart, how did his parents give birth to such a handsome face? Children, obviously they all look very mediocre.

Liu Mu's expression was extraordinarily flat, he looked up at the sky, and finally sighed: "Master, let's go."

Shi Changfeng patted him on the shoulder as a relief.

Then with a wave of his hand, a flying sword flew out from nowhere, quietly floating in front of them.

The two masters and apprentices stepped on the flying sword, Shi Changfeng pinched his fingers, a gust of wind blew up on the flying sword, and the light flickered, and then the flying sword flashed for a thousand miles.

......

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To the south of the Tiangu Continent, there are many mountains and thousands of miles of green mountains.

It is rumored that the Tianqing Sword Sect, one of the three major sects of cultivation in the world, is located in these mountains.

At the foot of the green hill, the nearest town is a small town called Luoqing Town. The town is not prosperous, but it is very lively, because everyone who wants to go to the Sky Blue Sword Sect has to pass through here to enter the mountain.

Compared with the street, the inn in Luoqing Town is more lively.

A storyteller held a folding fan and told ancient legends with both sound and appearance.

"According to legend, tens of thousands of years ago, in the fairy world, a green fairy was demoted to the mortal world because of his negligence in guarding the fairy palace. He asked for reincarnation for nine lives before returning to the fairy world."

"It's the first time for a fairy to enter the mortal world. This green fairy entered the mortal world for the first time. He witnessed the vigor of life and lived for a hundred years. He lamented the shame of the world. Based on the physique of mortals, he created the method of cultivation. This kind of cultivation law can not only make mortals have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth like a fairy, but also increase the lifespan of a person, and have a lifespan several times or even dozens of times that of a mortal."

"So, in this world, there is a way of cultivation. And when it comes to cultivation schools, the strongest among them is the Sky Blue Sword Sect in our green mountains."

"Do you know why this Sky Blue Sword Sect is so able to be at the top of the cultivation world?"

The storyteller asked a question, and when everyone shook their heads in puzzlement, he fanned the folding fan in his hand and explained: "Because the founder of the Tianqing Sword Sect, Master Tianqing, is the eldest disciple of that Qingxian. In order to pass on the method of cultivation, the Qing Immortal specially accepted many disciples and taught various methods of cultivation. After his death, in order to carry forward the method of cultivation, each of his disciples used their own skills as their own. Many sects have been established. Many of them have quietly disappeared in the long river of history, but some have been handed down."