Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Should be the teacher's disgrace
Waning Moon
Bailu wears a gauze hat and rides on a broom.
After being in the world of immortal cultivation for a while, he perfected the spell on the gauze hat, making it more concealed from the world of immortal cultivation and able to cover up his purple mansion spiritual energy as well.
Today, it’s time for the test flight.
He could finally test out how effective his new broom was.
This new broom has smooth curves, inlaid with crystals that Bai Lu had collected with great difficulty, engraved with complex runes, and some just have complex patterns, which are simply beautiful...
Bai Lu jumped off the cliff on a broom. After disappearing for a moment, she rose up again shakily.
He had his hair untied, his long hair was hanging freely.
"Woo, take off!" Bai Lu pressed his body and happily flipped a few times in the air. The accessories on his body jingled, and he felt that his body, broom and wind were increasingly connected. His broom was finally back!
And it seems to be faster, thanks to the gift of Luo Luo Bird~
Bai Lu took advantage of the cover of night and the cursed gauze hat and quietly glided a few times in the air. Before that, she would either use her senior sister's flying sword or overlook the place from the top of the mountain.
From this familiar angle, Bai Lu observed Xuanshan again, especially Dianmei Peak. Although it was not as big as the main peak, he could recognize it at a glance.
If we fly deeper, we will find that the Xuanshan Mountains are so vast that it may take more than a day to explore them all.
Bai Lu sensed where Luo Luo Bird was and planned to find him to chat, but she felt that there seemed to be some shiny reflections in a part of the mountains.
Bai Lu pressed the broom sharply and when it got close to the ground, he saw some spiritual stones and gems scattered on the ground. These were things he had never seen in Luo Luo's hands before and they contained abundant power.
"How could it fall to the ground like this? Is there a trap?" Bai Lu looked around vigilantly and sensed it carefully. There was indeed something unusual.
He has become more familiar with spiritual power these days, allowing him to distinguish that a large amount of spiritual power is gathering not far away, but it is very chaotic, even a little... violent?
Bai Lu now felt somewhat close to the Xuanshan Immortal Sect, and after thinking for a moment, he flew over.
I saw that the forest in front of me was almost flattened. There were no traps. There was only a young monk wearing Xuanshan school uniform with red eyes and a handsome face that was red and distorted. It was obvious that something was wrong.
He was half-kneeling on the ground while spitting out blood, his hand still scratching on a jade plate in the palm of his hand, and he was mumbling some gibberish classical Chinese.
Although I couldn't understand what was being said, it looked like I had taken the wrong medicine.
Considering the nature of Xuanshan Immortal Sect, maybe I really took the wrong medicine?
The aura here was too chaotic, and the violent spiritual power was unbearable to look at. Bai Lu sensed the danger. Seeing that there was no one around, and that person was most likely a student from the same school, he carefully avoided him and communicated with the magical elements.
Faced with such a chaotic force, Bai Lu couldn't use it with his bare hands. He thought it was time to make a staff. He used the witch blade to guide the power: "Si ad bonum redeas, Aestus recedet, vincula solventur..."
The water elements gathered quickly, gently trapping the monk like a chain, making him unable to exert any strength. The cool water brushed over his body, causing his raised hand to freeze.
"Hmm? Who is that?" After taking a closer look, Bai Lu realized that the man looked familiar, except that his eyes were red and his expression was completely different from what he had seen before.
After thinking for a while, Bai Lu confirmed that this seemed to be a classmate she had seen in Shuchun Garden. What was his name? Pei Zhaoting?
"Pei Zhaoting?" Bai Lu called him softly, "Can you hear me?"
He took out the magic potion he had brewed in the cake shop. This potion had the effect of clearing the mind. He had originally used it to communicate with the elements, and now he poured it into Pei Zhaoting's mouth.
The sound flowed through his mind like a stream of water. As a wisp of cool medicine flowed down his throat, Pei Zhaoting regained consciousness. He felt uncomfortable all over. Only the gurgling water made him feel a little relieved, but he still couldn't help struggling: "Hmm..."
Pei Zhaoting regained some of his consciousness and could hear Bai Lu talking.
"Listen, I can only help you up to this point. From now on, you need to sort out your strength yourself." Bai Lu didn't know his way of cultivation, and there was no way she could use her meager spiritual power to help him sort it out. She said seriously, "Don't let yourself go anymore, and don't be impatient."
He and this person practiced different things, but some of the principles were the same.
Pei Zhaoting struggled in his mind, but he seemed to be less panicked now that he knew someone was helping him...
Under the protection of this man, Pei Zhaoting closed his eyes and sorted out the turbulent spiritual power bit by bit. Although the man did not speak, he could feel from the cold power that he was always there, supporting him firmly and powerfully.
It was also at this time that Bai Lu felt as if someone was approaching.
Seeing that Pei Zhaoting was not in danger, Bai Lu simply got on the broom again. Then she thought about the materials scattered on the ground, which might be related to Pei Zhaoting: "My magic power is almost used up, so I picked up those things. It's considered as the money you gave me for the medicine."
He went through the process himself, mumbling to himself: "You thank me, and I thank you for your patronage! Goodbye!"
Bai Lu picked up the scattered ores and his figure quickly disappeared into the night sky. He timed it just right. Almost as soon as he disappeared, Pei Zhaoting's fellow disciples appeared.
"Zhao Ting boy!" The master of Tianji Peak called out anxiously when he saw the look on his disciple's face.
He learned from other disciples that Pei Zhaoting insisted on trying out the formation, so he rushed over. When he saw his disciple's state, how could he not be worried.
Pei Zhaoting was born in a noble family that was friendly with Xuanshan, and his physique was excellent. He was sent to Xuanshan, and he was always doted on. Pei Zhaoting lived up to his physique talent and made rapid progress in his cultivation.
But sometimes, Pei Zhaoting was aloof and demanded too much of himself. He actually dared to try to complete such a dangerous formation alone.
"Master, it seems that senior brother has woken up." The disciple who followed him took a look and found that after the senior brother heard their voices, he opened his eyes and his eyes were surprisingly clear.
Moreover, the chain-like magic on the senior brother's body was obviously meant to save him.
The master of Tianji Peak was only concerned and confused for a moment. At this time, a stream of spiritual power was transmitted through the air to completely clear Pei Zhaoting's meridians.
As Pei Zhaoting's eyes gradually cleared up, the water chains on his body broke apart on their own, and he fell to the ground and returned to nature. He coughed a few times, "Master... I..."
He was practicing his new formation in the mountains, and he didn't know what happened. He seemed to lose consciousness all of a sudden, and then he was awakened by a voice...
"You've gone astray!" The peak master sighed, "Be careful next time. This time, luckily someone helped you in time." He looked at the water stains, but felt a little strange. "I don't know which peak's disciples saved you, but left on their own."
Pei Zhaoting also vaguely remembered the encounter and wanted to recall the man's voice and appearance, but it seemed that he remembered nothing. He only remembered the touch of the water, and it seemed like... the man was holding a dagger?
"I can't see the other person's face... Could it be some senior who is practicing in seclusion?" Pei Zhaoting felt very uncomfortable, and missed the cool water flow before. He looked around and said with emotion, "That senior also took away the items I used to set up the formation. He must be afraid that I would continue to set up the formation and hurt myself."
He is truly a powerful cultivator who is as gentle and tolerant as his magic. Pei Zhaoting thought about his own impatience for a moment and fell into self-reflection.
This crisis really made him think a lot.
"Maybe. This is a life-saving favor. If you knew his identity, you would definitely thank him." The peak master patted him on the shoulder. Although Pei Zhaoting did not look too frustrated, those who knew him knew that he would definitely be unwilling to accept this.
"You should go back and rest for now. Don't go to the ceremony for the new peak master of Tianshu Peak tomorrow. Cultivation cannot be rushed."
“…Yes, Master.”
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"Young Master, it's time to get up." Qiusuo pulled Bailu out of the quilt. The black-clothed puppet had a hairpin made of young leaves woven with wool on its head, because Bailu said that a wooden puppet would look good only if it sprouted some buds. Outside, the snow puppet had a flower inserted on its head.
Bai Lu hung on the puppet's hand and yawned, "You have a bug, what time is it now?"
"Young Master, what is a bug? Today is the ceremony for the enthronement of Chongming Yuanjun, the master of Tianshu Peak. We must go to watch the ceremony." Qiusuo dragged Bai Lu, who was like a liquid, off the bed, "It's time to get up."
"We should also go and applaud the school leader for his promotion..." Bai Lu got up in a daze, changed into an oriental-style wide-sleeved dress, and headed to the celebration venue in high spirits.
All over the mountain were seniors, all wearing school uniforms of the same color, like the undulating pine waves. Bai Lu met two of her classmates on the way, Ding Douhua, who was studying formations under the elder of Tianji Peak, and junior brother Cheng, who was studying talismans.
"Senior Brother!" Since they get together often, everyone greets him very familiarly.
In the sea of people, many people noticed Bai Lu. This must be the Sword Master's first disciple.
The lively senior sister who had never seen Bai Lu poked her head out and said, "Is it Dian Meifeng's junior brother?"
Bai Lu nodded.
"Oh oh!" The senior sister exclaimed, he looks very much like a junior brother of the demon cultivator. He looks like he hasn't gotten enough sleep. She really wants to help him cut his hair.
But even the elders didn't dare to do it casually, let alone the senior sister.
The senior sister's hand made a big bend and touched Ding Douhua's head next to her hard several times, with a stubborn look on her face.
Bai Lu: “…”
Ding Douhua: “???”
Is this correct?
Finally, after passing through the student formation, Bai Lu found his team. He was very close to the front and very conspicuous, standing behind Huo Xuexiang. Looking around, Dianmei Peak was the most deserted place, with only him as a student.
When it comes to lining up, there's no need to shout "Look forward!"
Next to him was the Immortal Lord Boluan. Meng Caiqing behind him turned around and winked at Bai Lu, then pointed to the other side and motioned for him to look.
Bai Lu looked over and saw Liang Mangu being pinched on the face by his senior brother and dragged over and thrown into the team. "You can't even stand there!"
I feel like I can guess with my heels where he went to set up gambling and got caught. Also, he has so many senior brothers and sisters!
"Yes, Senior Brother Ninety-eight." Liang Mangu stood up dejectedly.
Liang Mangu's master was Xu Zuichan, the deputy peak master of Tianquan Peak. He looked at him from a distance with a look of regret, "Why am I so unlucky, you little troublemaker?"
“Zui Chan, don’t be so ungrateful.” The Tianshu Peak Master Chongming Yuanjun, who ascended the throne today, said leisurely, “Your disciple has broad spiritual veins, abundant spiritual energy, and excellent aptitude.”
Xu Zuichan snorted: "If not for this..."
Chongming Yuanjun has always had a gentle temperament. She turned to the master of Tianji Peak and said, "Zongzhi, I heard that one of your disciples went astray last night. What happened?"
"He was treated in time and is fine." Tianji Peak Master Shang Zongzhi said, "But I don't know who rescued him in the first place. I later inquired and found out that Fengge might be the cultivator who ran around the outer mountain a while ago. This person is elusive, and some people guess that he is a disciple from the sect who hides himself to cause trouble."
This also makes sense. The man didn't dare to show up in front of him, for fear of being caught and reprimanded by the commander.
"Oh? Then who do you think it looks like?" Immortal Lord Boluan became interested and pointed at the huge crowd of disciples.
"Maybe I don't know my disciples well enough, I really can't think of it." Shang Zongzhi said honestly.
"Haha, you still don't understand your disciples? You are good at observing the overall situation when playing with formations, and you are the most thoughtful. I'm afraid you are the only disciple who has just entered the sect and you haven't figured it out yet." Immortal Lord Boluan said with a smile.
Shang Zongzhi just smiled casually, his thoughts wandering over the new disciples. Although he didn't know much about them, none of them had even established their foundation, so there was no need to be suspicious.
"Okay, there's no need to catch him." Immortal Lord Boluan said tolerantly, there are many geniuses in the Xuanshan Immortal Sect, and of course there are many people with character.
At this time, the enthronement ceremony had already begun, and it was still presided over by the eternal senior sister Niu Maning.
Just like so many school ceremonies Bai Lu had gone through, it buzzed for a long time before it ended. Bai Lu was hanging on the back of Huo Xuexiang's chair. Huo Xuexiang patted her lightly before she quickly stood up.
When the ceremony was over, the disciples all over the mountain left in an orderly manner.
Boluan Immortal Lord was about to leave, but when he looked at the empty space where the ceremony was being performed, he suddenly had an idea: "It's rare for us to be gathered together like this, and the disciples are all here, so why not ask the new disciples to perform and see what they have learned."
"Master, you are in a good mood. This is a good idea."
Why do cultivators have to perform a little show for their parents?
Bai Lu sighed in his heart, this gave him a sense of familiarity.
“Hahahaha!” At this time, Immortal Lord Bo Luan pointed at Huo Xuexiang and said bluntly, “Junior brother is handsome and has now accepted his first disciple. I want to take this opportunity to see his ability as a master.”
Huo Xuexiang: “…”
Bai Lu: “…”
Huh? Are you targeting me?
But after Immortal Boluan said this, everyone was indeed more interested. Huo Xuexiang's path of cultivation had always been impeccable except for one thing. After accepting a disciple, he had never been heard talking about it, and no one knew how he had educated him. They all agreed, "The sect master is right!"
Bai Lu grabbed the back of her master's chair and whispered, "What the Sect Master said is not true!!!"
"..." Huo Xuexiang glanced at Bai Lu silently, rubbed his forehead with one hand and said nothing.
The main person today was supposed to be Chongming Yuanjun. She did not select a personal disciple from the new disciples this time. She just wanted to watch the fun. She smiled and said, "Just don't let the younger generation get too nervous. They haven't been here for long."
As they spoke, they looked at Huo Xuexiang, and he was the only one who had not expressed his opinion.
Seeing that Bai Lu was still going crazy just now, Huo Xuexiang turned around and asked in a low voice, "Bai Lu, don't you want to go on stage?"
Bai Lu has never been a stage-fearing person, but the situation is very different now. He is very hesitant. If he doesn't perform, it will seem like he is scared. How about performing...
"Master, I do want to, but what if I fail to perform and end up in disgrace?" Bai Lu said sadly. He got the first place in the entrance exam and everyone admired him very much.
Huo Xuexiang comforted him calmly: "Don't worry, it should be that your master will be ruined."
Bai Lu: “…”
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