Chapter 22 Chapter 22 The young master brought a broom back to Xuanshan...
When the scene became clear again, it was the familiar thousands of mountains and valleys, surrounded by fairy mist, and they were on the golden and jade platform at the mountain gate. Although they had been away for only a few days, they were very emotional.
"Senior Sister!" Meng Caiqing couldn't help but shout as soon as she saw Ning Yanhu.
"You guys are back?" Ning Yanhu checked the injuries on each of them one by one, and was a little surprised when he saw Luo Luo, "What on earth happened to you that you are so badly injured?"
"I almost lost my life! You know, he was the king of the corpses, and I risked my life to protect my fellow apprentices, as well as the people of the whole town—" Luo Luo immediately started to threaten, "At that time, I thought, although I am only a feather tribe member of Xuanshan, I must not bring disgrace to the name of Xuanshan!"
He was still standing in Bai Lu's palm, sticking up his tail to show Ning Yanhu the bald patch of feathers on his body.
"Blood corpse evil?" Ning Yanhu knew that this Luo Luo bird must be exaggerated, but if it was the legendary blood corpse evil, it would be indeed dangerous. No wonder Meng Caiqing asked for help, "Caiqing, tell me the whole story from beginning to end."
"Yes." Meng Caiqing repeated everything carefully from beginning to end, "Big Sister, luckily Senior Brother Luo Luo is here this time, and we also have Senior Brother Bai Lu's talisman!"
"Big sister?"
"sister!!!"
"Ah!" Ning Yanhu's ears almost went deaf, "What are you doing? I was in a trance for a moment!"
She rubbed her ears. Sorry, she had already stopped thinking when she heard about Bai Lu using the talisman...
"You are also surprised, aren't you, Senior Sister?" Meng Caiqing's eyes lit up when she talked about the talisman. "I didn't expect that Senior Brother could make talismans like this. Although Senior Brother Pei came quickly, Senior Brother Bai Lu had already eliminated the blood corpse evil by then, so he used the talismans he had saved. The people of Qinglong Town can thank us!"
Ning Yanhu stared at Bai Lu, who was even holding her head high and holding a kite in her arms, "Are you sure you are a sword cultivator?"
Bai Lu glanced at the people beside her and said, "How could I be pushed out to fight in the front if I am not a sword cultivator?"
Meng Caiqing and Liang Mangu laughed twice. This...
Ning Yanhu: "..."
Ning Yanhu thought that Master Huo was not in the mountains anyway, so he could not help but say, "Although it may be a bit disrespectful to Master Huo, is it possible that Bai Lu is really more suitable for practicing Dan Ding or Fu Lu?"
"Senior Sister, if you say so, doesn't my master always say that he doesn't know how to use the sword? So it makes sense that I am the same as him and not very good at using the sword." Bai Lu said cunningly. Besides, doesn't the sword talisman count as a sword?
…Is this the same thing?
Ning Yanhu sighed and said, "Okay, Bailu, I can only say that you have taught yourself very well..."
Bai Lu:? This sentence seems to be scolding my master, I'm not sure.
Ning Yanhu rubbed his forehead. "... In short, you have done a great job in this matter, and you are worthy of Xuanshan's reputation. I will report to Master and ask for more rewards for you. Luo Luo, you too." She looked at Luo Luo. Meng Caiqing and the others had only said good things about Luo Luo. "You are not afraid of death even though you know it is a blood corpse. I will ask Master if he can accept you into the sect. As for whether you will be an inner disciple or an outer disciple, it depends on you."
Luo Luo Niao had been boasting about himself, but now his face turned red, and he felt embarrassed, which was rare. "In fact, I am already very satisfied. Brother Bai Lu's sword talisman touched my heart. Maybe I can break through the foundation-building stage in the near future."
"Don't be modest. A gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart." Ning Yanhu seemed to have guessed something and asked, "By the way, where is the little monster?"
This was their original mission objective.
Liang Mangu then poured the little broom girl out of the porcelain bottle. The sorghum ears swayed, and the little broom girl climbed up. Seeing the crowd, she said fearfully, "What are you going to do?"
She still remembered the terrifying way they laughed at her...
"Don't be afraid." Ning Yanhu lowered his head and said, "You are a born spirit. What you did in Qinglong Town was not malicious. Instead, it was a warning. Now you have a destiny with Xuanshan. I wonder if you are willing to stay in Xuanshan to practice? If you are successful in your practice in the future, you may become my disciple."
The little broom girl had only been aware of spiritual things for a short time, and had never heard of the name Xuanshan. She didn’t know what kind of opportunity she had obtained. She even had been in the bottle the whole time, so she didn’t understand how her treatment had suddenly changed from being hunted down to being like this.
She looked around and looked at Bai Lu. After all, she thought Bai Lu was a demon king. "My king..."
"You have nowhere else to go, so just stay in Xuanshan to work." Bai Lu felt that she was a bit like himself. When he came to a strange place, it was Xuanshan that gave him a place to stay.
The little broom girl pondered for a moment and nodded vigorously, "Then, will I sweep Xuanshan from now on?"
She pointed at the vast Cang Yun Terrace and asked. Although she was not tall, she knew that there was no free meal in the world.
"Oh, this is not Xuanshan." Bai Lu deliberately took her to the window and looked at the boundless mountains and valleys, pavilions and towers of Xuanshan Mountain Range. "This and that together make up Xuanshan."
Little broom girl: "..."
She let out a sharp cry and grabbed her sorghum skirt, "No! I want to go back to Qinglong Town! I will be wiped out!"
Bai Lu: “Hahahahahahaha——”
Little broom girl: “…………”
I misjudged this king! He is so evil!
"Brother, don't scare her." Meng Caiqing also laughed secretly and asked, "Do you have a name? I'll register it for you."
The little broom girl looked up after a while, her eyes red as she said, "My name is Xian'er."
There was a resigned tone in his voice, probably because he realized that he couldn't escape even if he ran, and might really end up being killed here.
Ning Yanhu smiled slightly. Most brooms are called immortals. This is not the "name" of the little broom. She just subconsciously knows how to call herself. But if she succeeds in cultivation in the future, she will naturally know the meaning of the name.
"Then register as a fairy first." Ning Yanhu said, "Go to the outer sect steward for lessons first."
Xiao Xianer sighed, not knowing how to navigate the road ahead. Suddenly, a hand handed her a pill full of spiritual energy. She looked up and saw the green-eyed senior saying, "Here's a gift for you, Huanyuan Pill. Don't worry, Xuanshan is very fun."
"...Thank you, Senior."
…
Bai Lu and his group walked out of Cang Yuntai. Luo Luo bowed to Bai Lu again. He couldn't wait to go back to seclusion. If he could break through to the Foundation Establishment stage... hahahahaha.
Everyone said goodbye to each other and went home to have a good rest.
As soon as he returned to Shuchun Garden, Bai Lu searched all over the ground for Huo Xuexiang's figure, "Master? Master?"
Unfortunately, there was no one there.
Bai Lu sat down under the porch holding Zhi Yuan. Seeing Qiu Suo drying books, she waved at him and said, "Has my master not returned to the mountain yet?"
Qiusuo held the book and said, "The peak master hasn't come back yet, why don't I accompany the young master to practice swordsmanship."
"...Don't torture me, I just finished my homework." Bai Lu leaned against the pillar and didn't move, "Ah, what kind of task does my master have to do for so long? I'm back, why doesn't he go home yet! I'm a left-behind child!"
They held each other like this for a long time, with Qiusuo muttering to him about what had happened in the past few days. Bai Lu actually fell asleep with her face pressed against the pillar, leaning on it, with Zhi Yuan in her arms.
I was excited when I just got back to the mountain, but after a while I became relaxed and all the fatigue I felt outside came back to me.
After Bai Lu fell asleep, Qiusuo thought for a while, walked over and stood beside him. Seeing that the young master was sleeping very comfortably in the breeze outside, he used his spiritual power to make the surroundings warmer.
Until the moon reached the zenith, a slender figure landed in Shuchun Garden.
The black-clothed puppet still stood obediently beside Bai Lu and said woodenly, "Peak Master."
Huo Xuexiang walked to the corridor, leaned slightly, and his spiritual sense fell on Bai Lu's sleeping face.
In fact, Huo Xuexiang is not like what many people think. He spends all day practicing Taoism at Dianmei Peak.
Quite the contrary, every time he went down the mountain to teach the world, Huo Xuexiang would stay for a while longer, either to see the wonders of the mountains and rivers of the Twelve Continents, or to travel around the mortal world.
But this time, Huo Xuexiang came back very early, after all, there was an overly lively apprentice waiting for him in Shuchunyuan.
Seeing Bai Lu taking a nap in the open air, he seemed much quieter. Next to him was a colorful kite that was obviously made by an ordinary person. Huo Xuexiang couldn't help but chuckle and reached out to pick him up.
Bai Lu leaned against the pillar with her head tilted for a long time. She suddenly moved away and groaned uncomfortably. Most of her face was buried in her thick black hair, revealing only a small part of her fair face. Her long eyelashes trembled uneasily.
Huo Xuexiang raised his hand slightly and supported his head against himself. Bai Lu immediately became obedient and even rubbed it very naturally to find a comfortable angle.
Even when she was awake, Bai Lu was still so rude and a little bit squeamish. Huo Xuexiang thought without any surprise.
"Did Bai Lu go down the mountain smoothly?" Huo Xuexiang tilted his head and asked the quiet puppet beside him.
"The young master spoke his hometown dialect, which I don't quite understand." Qiusuo didn't know much. Bai Lu's mumbling was mostly complaints, which often made him pause. "I heard that the young master brought a broom back to Xuanshan."
Huo Xuexiang paused for a moment. Broom?
Qiusuo didn't know what the Peak Master was thinking of, he just noticed that the Peak Master seemed to have stopped. The wooden puppet didn't know human feelings, and didn't know why the Peak Master stopped at this moment. He just looked at him quietly and waited for orders.
But Huo Xuexiang didn't say anything else. He continued to walk forward, carried Bai Lu into the room and gently put her down.
The moonlight slanted down from the window and poured all over the ground. Bai Lu rolled over on the bed, hugging the quilt, and continued to sleep soundly.
For some reason, Huo Xuexiang recalled the ridiculous and strange divination made by Boluan Xianjun, which said that he would have a Taoist partner who would hold a broom...
Could it be that what Immortal Lord Boluan really wanted to say was that he would have a disciple, and that this disciple would get a broom?
The prophecy is just a glimpse of future developments, and since it was spoken by the Immortal Lord Boluan, it cannot be taken as the truth.
This is too far away, he shouldn't take it to heart...
Furthermore, disciples are disciples, and companions are companions.
"Master..." Bai Lu called out vaguely, as if she had dreamed about what happened when she came down the mountain, "Help me kill it."
"Well, go to sleep." Huo Xuexiang raised his hand, and the window closed automatically, and then he stepped out.
…
Bai Lu woke up and found himself lying in bed. He was filled with a sense of satisfaction from sleeping until he woke up naturally. He turned around and saw his kite quietly landed on the table.
Hmm, what's wrong?
No morning exercise today?!
Bai Lu suddenly sat up, climbed out of bed, washed up, and combed his hair. When he went out, he saw Huo Xuexiang sitting in the yard, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. He turned his head slightly in his direction and said, "Are you awake? Stop practicing sword for a day today."
"Master, you're back? It took you so long!" Bai Lu sat on the stone bench next to Huo Xuexiang. No wonder Qiu Suo didn't come to pull him up. It turned out that Huo Xuexiang gave him a holiday.
"There was a delay." Huo Xuexiang said.
"I wanted to tell you as soon as I came back yesterday, but unfortunately you were not here." Bai Lu recounted her experience in Qinglong Town, including what Pei Zhaoting said after she came back that the Chen family's corpse transformation was probably due to a taboo imposed by the Dayun royal family. "I think Pei Zhaoting's words make sense. Anyway, I believe it. The cunning feudal royal family! By the way, Master, I don't even recognize those monsters. You have to teach me a lesson - I'm not talking about today."
After he finished speaking, he moved a stool closer to Huo Xuexiang and asked knowingly to seek reassurance: "Master, I am both refining pills and drawing talismans, you won't... have any objections, right?"
Huo Xuexiang said calmly: "This is also your opportunity. Maybe one day, you will be able to comprehend the last few levels of the Frost Wheel Nine Body Art from it."
Bai Lu hesitated for a moment. In fact, he already knew Huo Xuexiang's attitude, so it was unnecessary to ask... Because what he really wanted to know was whether Huo Xuexiang would mind him hiding his identity as a wizard from another world and entering Xuanshan to pretend to be a new student.
I still need to learn the contents of the silk book first, Bai Lu thought rationally.
"That broom..." Huo Xuexiang suddenly said a few words, waking Bai Lu from her thoughts.
"Huh?" Bai Lu didn't understand what it meant for a moment. What's wrong with the broom?
It must be that the broom appeared too coincidentally, which always reminded Huo Xuexiang of the outrageous divination of Boluan Immortal Monarch. After hearing that Bai Lu did not mention the whereabouts of the broom, he finally asked, "After you brought back the spirit that the broom had transformed into, did you decide to keep it for yourself?"
"Why should I keep it for myself? I can't use it." Bai Lu was truly confused. He already had his own flying broom, and the hygiene of Dianmei Peak was also maintained by Qiusuo. What else did he need the little broom girl for?
Although she is very cute, there is no need to take her into Meifeng. Xuanshan will be enough.
"..." Huo Xuexiang remained silent after hearing this. He also wondered how he could have almost believed the sect master's nonsense and asked such a question. Who would use a broom as a magic weapon or even a spiritual pet?
"Nothing, just asking."
The focus of what Bai Lu said just now was on the fight against the corpse evil spirits in Qinglong Town. "Oh, that broom is called Xian'er. The eldest sister asked her to stay in the mountains to clean up. To be honest, it should be considered as Xuanshan Gong's broom."
“Please write out the talismans you used for me to see.” Upon hearing this, Huo Xuexiang completely gathered his mind and decided to guide his disciple in his practice. He was not a talisman practitioner, but he was able to connect with all talismans.
Bai Lu then used her spiritual power to wrap the Shiyu Sword and put it into the talisman, with runes outlined in the middle. Although the runes were concise, their power was much greater.
Watching Bai Lu drawing talismans and packing them, Huo Xuexiang could naturally appreciate the beauty of it. "Okay, don't ask about the cinnabar, the mystery is all outside the yellow paper. Have you been practicing for a long time?"
"...very long." Bai Lu's eyes flickered. Well, such precise control must have been developed through magic practice. In many cases, the principle of using strength is the same. Before he went to study in the world of immortal cultivation, he was a genius wizard who could cast advanced magic instantly. If he hadn't had some obstacles in communicating with the elements, he would have been better than the Thunder Ting Realm here, right?
Huo Xuexiang stood up and said, "I will strike with my sword, and you try to put it into the talisman."
The sword intent that Huo Xuexiang actually struck in front of Bai Lu was of course different from the sword intent contained in the sword plum, but he also condensed it in one place and left it for Bai Lu to operate.
Bai Lu looked at it for a long time and felt a little puzzled. It would be easier to operate the compression with magic power, but in front of Huo Xuexiang he had to use his relatively thin spiritual power, lest his master would wonder if his water-based spiritual power was weird as soon as he used his magic power.
It's like robbing Peter to pay Paul. I tried several times but couldn't compress it well.
"It's so difficult." Bai Lu groaned and shook his wrists. He was tired.
“Your idea is good, but you don’t have enough spiritual power. However, if you can accomplish it with such a small amount of spiritual power, it will show your control over the spiritual power. In fact, this is also the essence of the Frost Wheel Nine Body Technique, using the small to defeat the big, and using the low to defeat the high.” Huo Xuexiang picked up a plum blossom with the tip of his sword. The sword energy was released through the delicate petals, leaving deep grooves on the ground. The sword force was condensed and did not dissipate.
Bai Lu held the talisman paper in silence, her eyes fixed on the table.
"Have you figured it out?" Huo Xuexiang asked. He was also looking forward to whether Bai Lu's unique "sword talisman" could be completed.
Bai Lu came back to her senses: "Master, there is a word in my hometown called abstract."
"Huh?" Huo Xuexiang was puzzled as to why he suddenly mentioned this strange and difficult dialect word.
"In our... family, this word probably means that there is more meaning behind the picture or text." Bai Lu had thought of this word before when he was drawing the talisman. Now that his vocabulary has improved a lot, he suddenly thought of the corresponding translation, "I know how to translate it: See the details and know the big picture."
Huo Xuexiang nodded with satisfaction and asked, "This makes sense. Since you have thought of it, why don't you do it?"
Bai Lu said slowly: "I thought of it a long time ago. My wrist hurts now. Let's chat for a while and take a rest."
"..." Huo Xuexiang lowered his head in silence, raised his hand, and brushed his fingers across Bai Lu's wrist. Spiritual energy flowed through her meridians. Thinking of how he had held Bai Lu yesterday, her whole body was limp. He shook his head and said, "You haven't been diligent in training your body."
"I haven't taken so many physical education classes yet." Bai Luchao muttered softly. When he felt the strength in his wrists, he smiled at Huo Xuexiang and said, "Thank you, Master."
He picked up the pen again, with the idea in mind and the mystery on paper. The spiritual power wrapped up the sharp sword force of the Mokong Sword like silk and compressed it in the talisman.
"It's done!" Bai Lu pinched the sword talisman he created, jumping for joy, "I'm so strong!"
Huo Xuexiang's spiritual sense was like seeing things. He seemed to see the petals of Merlin's flowers floating over the wall, and he also kissed Bai Lu's cheek, leaving a few red spots... His disciple must be really happy.
"Master, am I awesome?" Bai Lu began to praise openly.
"Amazing! Even though it's just a talisman, it's still a sword talisman." Huo Xuexiang suddenly said, "My master will not be ruined."
Bai Lu: “…That is!”
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Huo Xuexiang took Bai Lu to Cangyuntai.
Because of the performance of the three-plus-one team of Bai Lu, Liang Mangu, Meng Caiqing and Luo Luo in Qinglong Town, they demonstrated the perseverance and spirit of the Xuanshan disciples to save the world and help others. They defeated the blood corpse that was beyond their own strength and saved the people of Qinglong Town. Cang Yuntai decided to give them a special reward.
Huo Xuexiang accompanied Bai Lu to receive the award, which was equivalent to the first time he received the Three Good Students Award certificate, and the instructor took it very seriously.
——It was so important that Immortal Lord Boluan was a little flustered.
"Why, why did you come here in person? I'll just give you some pills." Immortal Lord Bo Luan stood up. He felt inexplicably unnatural, as if he had done something wrong. He was not prepared!
There were several peak masters from the sect around him, who were discussing matters with him.
"Dian Meifeng is too doting. Only Huo Xuexiang came with his disciples..." Xue Danxing's eyes were about to bleed. Bai Lu's deeds had spread throughout Xuanshan. Even in Xuanshan, where geniuses abound, this was quite impressive. "He was just a little smart. He killed the blood corpse evil at the foundation-building stage."
After that, no one comforted him for a long time, so he turned his head away...
In the past, every time Xue Danxing complained about these sour words, the good-tempered Tianshu Peak Master Chongming Yuanjun would take the lead in comforting him.
This time she was speechless.
Just because I can relate!
She, Chongming Yuanjun, is the master of Tianshu Peak and the heir of Xuanshan Talisman. Now someone has developed a sword talisman that can turn objects into talismans, but it is not from her school, but from the school of sword cultivators... Is this reasonable? !
I really want to ask Hu Zi to judge for her.
It's just that Chongming Yuanjun has a good temper and high self-cultivation, so he won't show it on the surface like Uncle Xue, who even relies on his age to openly ask for other people's disciples.
"Chongming, why are your cheeks shaking?" Xue Danxing asked.
"..." Chongming Yuanjun relaxed his clenched teeth and laughed, "Nothing, I just thought of some difficulties in my cultivation."
Prime Minister Huo Xue has already brought Bai Lu into the palace.
Meng Caiqing was originally from Cangyuntai. Master Liang Mangu was not available, so he had 18 senior brothers and sisters to accompany him. He thought he was very honored, but he didn't expect Bai Lu to come with Sword Master...
Not to mention Luo Luo Bird, he just felt that it was a great honor to be able to live under the same roof with the Sword Master.
Everyone gathered here, waiting for the reward from Immortal Lord Boluan.
Boluan Immortal Lord originally intended to encourage and reward him by giving him some elixirs, but at this moment, he could not help but stand up and said, "Well, you two can cooperate sincerely and have unique ideas. You are worthy of being my disciples of Xuanshan..."
It is no exaggeration to say that he spoke more than the day he recruited them into the Xuanshan Immortal Sect.
After encouraging them, he solemnly placed the pills in everyone's hands.
Taking a quick glance, Huo Xuexiang didn't seem to be dissatisfied. Instead, he turned his head to face Bai Lu, who was happily smelling the elixir, with a smile on his face.
But after a moment, Huo Xuexiang said, "Does the sect leader have Tianqing silk? The one that is very suitable for drawing talismans." Unlike Bai Lu who has a huge amount of stationery, Huo Xuexiang only has one sword and doesn't know much about these things.
Boluan Immortal Lord: "Yes."
Huo Xuexiang: "Give me some."
Bai Lu didn't even pause, which made people suspect that the master and disciple had discussed it beforehand. She immediately bowed and said, "Wow, thank you, Sect Master!!!"
Immortal Lord Bo Luan: "..."
So direct? Bo Luan Xianjun forced a smile and said, "...Then I will give you some from my own storehouse. Bai Lu is indeed a talented child. I hope she will work harder in the future."
Haha, the talent on talismans.
Unfortunately, Huo Xuexiang acted as if he didn't understand and even nodded along.
What's so great about a sword cultivator teaching a talented talisman cultivator...
Chongming Yuanjun couldn't help but said quietly, "It's normal for sword cultivators not to collect materials on weekdays. I also have a lot of silk that is good for drawing talismans, as well as black fire paper. If any of my disciples succeed in cultivation..."
Huo Xuexiang said slowly: "In that case, Yuanjun should also send some."
Bai Lu: "Wow, thank you Yuanjun!!!"
Chongming Yuanjun: "..."
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