Chapter 56 The third simulation ends. The rain is heavier than the day she was born...
Sect leader Li Zhou didn't know yet that Jingzhen's portrait had spread further.
She had just arrived at Xili Mountain and was feeling great.
After only two days of absence, the house had already changed drastically. The wooden puppet of Mozhe Xingcan climbed up and down, repaired the roof that Li Zhou had blown off, and took down the plaque of "Yinyuan" and replaced it with three words:
【Shanhai Pavilion】
Blood Dragon had the honor of becoming the first resident.
It vaguely remembered that the previous owner of the garden had made an agreement with it that they would be the king of the mountain and the king of the pond, and they would not interfere with each other.
In the blink of an eye, everything has changed. The mountain king is gone and the Dragon King has become a prisoner.
Blood Dragon felt infinite emotion in his heart.
Then he was patted by the wooden puppet and led to the lotus pond.
"The master asked me to live here?"
"Okay, okay."
"Small ponds are good. I like living near small ponds."
The blood dragon's body flashed, and it turned into the size of a loach. It dived into the lotus pond and swam among the lotus leaves like a koi.
The wooden puppet blinked, and the image stone in its eyes transmitted the scene to Xing Can.
Xing Can then handed the image to the Sect Master, Li Zhou: "Reporting to the Sect Master, the Blood Dragon has settled in the lotus pond and is currently quite well behaved."
Sect leader Li Zhou nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the newly opened construction site next to Shanhai Pavilion.
Xing Can followed and introduced: "We are going to build two statues here, one for you and the other for Gongsun Jianxia."
Li Zhou was surprised: "Build the statue first?"
Then alert: "Give me the drawings."
Xing Can waved his hand, and a wooden puppet handed over the statue drawing.
Li Zhou looked down and saw the statue of the sect leader sitting, half leaning against the back of a chair with a smile on his face, his right foot on the head of a colorful tiger, a phoenix knife, a bag, and eight-treasure copper bells on his waist, his right hand on his right knee, stroking the heads of several black dogs, two black flags fluttering in the wind behind him, one flag had a dog-like barbarian peeling off a human skin on it, and the other had a bear monster and a bull monster eating human flesh on it.
Nodding inwardly, Li Zhou, quite satisfied, opened the swordsman's portrait again.
This statue is in a standing position. The swordsman is tall and slender, with his robe sleeves fluttering. He is standing on auspicious clouds and holding a three-foot-long green sword in his hand. Wherever the tip of the sword points, the clouds and mist break. His face is like an iceberg, yet he can't hide his wildness. Just by looking at the image, one can feel a sharpness coming towards you.
good.
Both pictures show their own character traits very well. They are not as alarmist as "Jingzhen Eating Ghosts". Li Zhou's doubts about erecting the statue first instead of building the house are not so urgent.
As a subordinate, he still had to explain what needed to be explained. Xing Can said, "The sect master's use of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion to suppress the big monster is the top priority at the moment. I know that the sect master travels all over the world and will not be trapped in the small Xili Mountain. Therefore, the statues of the sect master and the swordsman were made first to deter the monsters in the pavilion and avoid hindering the sect master's hands and feet."
This is the truth and also the official language.
More importantly, in order to get the project funds in place, the first step is to please the boss. Xing Can has worked for big employers for so many years and is well aware of this.
But there is no need to say this openly.
If he didn't say it, Li Zhou wouldn't be able to figure it out. He just felt that Xing Can was very thoughtful.
However, although Sect Leader Li Zhou is indeed going offline, Swordsman Li Zhou can still stay on the top of the mountain and if anything really happens, she can come over immediately.
It is reasonable for a swordsman to be aloof and secluded on the top of a mountain for ten days or half a month.
"The main hall is further ahead, and the alchemy room is on the left..." As Xing Can was speaking, a laughing voice came from halfway up the mountain.
"Master, I didn't expect you to come back faster than me!"
Sect leader Li Zhou turned his head to look, and Xing Can, Ji Rui, Hei Wuchang, Cong'er and others also looked down in the direction she was looking, and saw a woman with mottled skin jumping and waving in the woods, followed by a mule pulling a cart of cloth.
It turned out that Qi Ying, the Taoist priest who had gone down the mountain to buy cloth to make Taoist robes for the sect's disciples, had returned.
Sect leader Li Zhou sent out a ray of spiritual energy, lightly hooked his finger, and pulled Qi Ying and his horse in front of him.
Qi Ying raised his face covered with birthmarks, and Ji Rui, Cong'er and others who saw him for the first time were all slightly startled.
After the shock, everything became normal again. No one screamed or kept looking at her face.
Not to mention Hei Wuchang, who has seen countless evil spirits. How could he be afraid of a mortal who just has a different skin color from ordinary people?
Qi Ying, who always cared about other people's eyes, didn't pay attention to everyone's reactions at this moment. His eyes were only focused on the face of the sect leader.
After she came down the mountain and rushed to the provincial capital, she happened to see the Dog-barbarian army approaching, and the scene where Gongsun Jianxia and Xue Zongzhu took action one after another.
She didn't care how evil the Duotian Sect's Taoism was in the eyes of ordinary people. She only knew that the swordsman and the sect leader killed evil gods and slew demons, and they were so handsome and heroic.
She, Qi Ying, should also become such a person, so as not to live in vain in this world.
Qi Ying was so shaken by what he saw that even after entering the city, when he was despised by the cloth shop clerk again, he did not get angry as before. He just gave him some croton seeds and asked him to go to the toilet twice more.
After buying the cloth and driving the mule cart out of the city, Qi Ying happened to meet the general of the Shenwu Army who stopped the clan leader with a smug look on his face.
At that time, Qi Ying had only one thought in his mind: Anyone who dares to insult the sect leader must die.
She had the poison pill in her hand, but the white dog sneezed and sprayed the general of the Shenwu Army to death.
Qi Ying was shocked again, but this time, she couldn't think of "I should do the same".
She seemed to see a chasm between herself and the clan leader. She had always been a person who refused to admit defeat, but at this moment she had to admit that there was a difference between heaven and man.
But then she thought again that the sky was not high above her, but had come to her side.
The sect leader, whom everyone looked up to, personally entrusted her with the task of custom-making the sect's Taoist robes and accepted someone like her as a member of the sect.
Qi Ying, who always thought that he could do anything as long as he could stand out, understood for the first time the words he had despised before:
A gentleman will die for his friend.
She is willing to give everything she has for the Duotian Sect and its leader.
Qi Ying's eager eyes startled the clan leader Li Zhou.
She glanced at the rich fabrics on the mule cart and understood.
If you don't have enough money, please ask for reimbursement.
Li Zhou, who didn't know much about prices and was too lazy to find out, handed the remaining 6,000 taels of silver notes he had on him to Qi Ying, and then took her to meet Ji Rui, Cong'er, Qiufang, and his mother-in-law.
"These are all the sect's new disciples. You are fully responsible for all expenses."
Qi Ying's eyes lit up surprisingly: "Yes!"
If you don’t know, you would think that this kid had just undergone military training.
Sect leader Li Zhou murmured to himself.
However, being motivated is a good thing.
Strike while the iron is hot, she looked at the top of the mountain and called the swordsman Li Zhou.
In the eyes of everyone, Sect Master Xue just called out, "Junior Sister Gongsun."
Without even using any sound transmission magic, a clear light flashed beside him and Gongsun Jianxia was already standing beside the sect leader.
What a high level of cultivation this is, even the fluctuations of mana will not leak out at all.
In fact, the sect leader Li Zhou just clicked on the Q-version man at the bottom right of the simulator, put the swordsman on the top of the mountain into the simulator, and then released him out beside him.
Swordsman Li Zhou looked at Sect Master Li Zhou and said, "Sister Master, are you looking for me?"
"I have accepted a disciple on your behalf." Sect Leader Li Zhou glanced at Ji Rui, who then hurried forward to greet his master.
Swordsman Li Zhou was startled, took Ji Rui's wrist, felt his bones twice, and a smile appeared on his icy face: "He is a good candidate for sword training. Where did the head sister find him?"
"It's a long story." Sect Master Li Zhou shook his head and said, "I'll tell you in detail later."
Swordsman Li Zhou let go of Ji Rui, held Zhi Beiyou on the waist, and said thoughtfully: "Master should have given you a good sword, but in our Duotian Sect, you have to get your own natal spirit sword. This is also the first test for you to enter the sect."
The clever Li Zhou was not stumped by his poverty. He came up with a plausible excuse and cancelled the gift-giving session for the teacher.
Then, the swordsman Li Zhou asked Xing Cang and Qi Ying, "You two often travel outside, do you know where there are magical weapons that are worthy of my disciple?"
Just as the two were about to reminisce, a familiar female voice came from not far away, accompanied by the gurgling sound of a wheelchair.
"Senior Xue, Senior Gongsun, I know a place with a magical sword that may be worthy of a swordsman apprentice."
Everyone turned around along with the clan leader and the swordsman, and saw Hong Zhu sitting in a wheelchair, holding a cup of hot tea.
She had nothing below her knees, and was still waiting for Xing Shen to make a custom-made prosthetic leg for her.
Our Duotian Sect is indeed home to many extraordinary people, Ji Rui thought secretly in his heart.
Hei Wuchang frowned and counted quietly with his fingers. This person... no, this group of people, were supposed to die, so why are they still alive and well?
Hei Wuchang glanced at the sect leader and the swordsman and didn't dare to ask more questions.
Anyway, if the person who deserves to die is not dead and there is a problem with the accounts in the underworld, it is none of his business.
His mission was just to bring back Shaofujun.
The next moment, the swordsman Li Zhou said to Hong Zhu, "I would like to hear the details."
Hongzhu held the teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, "Eight hundred miles north of Xili Mountain, there is a Bailian Spring. In the spring is a sword that has remained intact for thousands of years. Water flows around it. But there is a giant crocodile beside the spring. It regards the sword as its own. It is trying to make the sword recognize its master like a hawk."
After listening to the second half of the conversation, Sect Master Li Zhou said to Swordsman Li Zhou, "In that case, bring them back together so that Blood Dragon won't be lonely in the Shanhai Pavilion."
Hong Zhu was about to describe how dangerous the giant alligator was: "..."
Swordsman Li Zhou nodded.
Ji Rui clasped his fists and said, "I will follow the orders of the headmaster and master."
The blood dragon almost escaped and the sect leader had to step in to stop it. Ji Rui was already very angry and vowed to save his face.
Qiufang and her mother-in-law saw that Ji Rui seemed to be better than Cong'er in every aspect, both in terms of talent and character, and they couldn't help but feel anxious for Cong'er.
After all, only a girl like this could enter a big sect like Duotian Sect...
Just when the two were feeling uneasy, they saw that the sect leader's gaze had fallen on Cong'er.
"Cong'er is still young, so there's no need to rush down the mountain to gain experience." Sect Master Li Zhou didn't seem to have any deep meaning, but was just thinking, "If we talk about ghost cultivation techniques, the Nine Netherworld is the best. It seems that we still have to go to the underworld..."
Hei Wuchang's right eye twitched wildly, and before the Sect Master finished speaking, he took a step forward and said, "Isn't this a coincidence? Before I came up here, I brought several books on ghost cultivation techniques with me. Sect Master, please take a look."
Sect leader Li Zhou took out seven or eight volumes of ghost cultivation techniques from Hei Wuchang's arms and pushed them in front of Cong'er: "If none of them are suitable, I will take you with me..."
"There are more." Hei Wuchang quickly flipped through five or six more books and said with a smile, "There must be one suitable for the little fairy master."
Cong'er looks like he is less than three years old, but in fact, including the time he stayed in the human world, he is about ten years old.
When her mother and grandmother couldn't see her, she floated in the alleys and read with a few children who were just starting to learn. Because she was a ghost, she didn't need to sleep or eat, and her learning progress was much faster than that of ordinary children.
She could recognize every word in these magical skills, but it was still difficult for her to fully understand them.
She looked up at her master, and glanced at Ji Rui out of the corner of her eye. Since she had to get Ji Rui's sword herself, it was only right for her to choose which martial arts she wanted to practice.
She had mediocre talent to begin with, and being accepted as a disciple by the master was already a great opportunity. How could she be lazy and bring disgrace to the master's reputation?
Cong Er asked Hei Wu Chang: "Would you mind letting me take a look at it and then make a choice?"
Hei Wuchang nodded repeatedly and thought, it doesn't matter even if you take it all, as long as you don't send your master to the underworld.
Seeing that Cong'er seemed to be able to learn by himself, Sect Leader Li Zhou felt relieved. If the other person couldn't learn by himself and asked her to teach, she would have to recognize all the words in the book first.
She just took a quick glance and saw several unfamiliar characters...
All the arrangements were made, and the swordsman Li Zhou once again turned into a ray of light and returned to the top of the mountain. He appeared to be practicing swordplay, but in fact he was just idling around in a daze.
Sect leader Li Zhou clicked [Yes] on [Do you want to end this simulation], left a message "I have something to report", and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone had different expressions and many thoughts in their minds, but only one thing was very consistent:
Another demon is going to be in trouble again.
The white dog that was left there turned around anxiously for several times. Why didn’t the sect leader take it with him when he went out?
If it is not even useful as a mount, is there still a place for it in the Duotian Sect?
Little did people know that Li Zhou was not like everyone thought, traveling around and playing around.
Li Zhou, who is essentially a homebody, woke up from her baby body. Before she could find her mother Xiangxiang, she heard a muffled thunder above her head.
She opened her eyes and saw heavy rain falling outside the window, as if there was a hole in the sky and someone was pouring water into the hole.
The rain was heavier than the day she was born. Li Zhou frowned, climbed out of bed and walked to the door. Water droplets splashed everywhere, and soon her bellyband was wet.
The accumulated water flowed into the house from outside the threshold, and a ball of jet-black hair was faintly visible under the water.
It was too quiet around, and no sound could be heard except the sound of rain.
Li Zhou lowered his head, looked at the water that covered his ankles, and reached out his hand to the messy hair.
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