【Master Chapter 6】 Jiao'er, don't cry

Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In these five years, Chu Jiao has not slacked off for a single day. Every day, she has worked harder and more seriously than the day before. However, for some reason, she has never made any breakthroughs since she reached the great perfection of Qi training three years ago.

She has built the foundation three times in a row, and each time ended in failure.

Seeing that her fellow disciples who entered the sect at the same time have become foundation-building cultivators one by one, Pei Xiu, who ranked first in the Tianji that year, has even reached the middle stage of foundation building, and she ranked second, but now she has become the last one. This feeling is not pleasant at all.

Logically speaking, Chu Jiao has a solid foundation and has dual spiritual roots of wood and fire. Although her talent is not top-notch, it is also superior. A small foundation building should not be a problem at all. But this is the fact. Ling Yue also checked his apprentice's body and found nothing abnormal.

Chu Jiao failed in her attacks repeatedly. Ling Yue, who was taciturn by nature, could not say anything to comfort her. He just gave her a bunch of pills dryly every time. Chu Jiao, who was trapped in her state, accepted them obediently, with only gratitude in her heart.

The sky was getting light.

On the top of the Langfeng Peak, a slender and agile figure was dancing with a sword.

The sword was swung invisible towards Gu Song, and Luo Jinghong was seen in front of him.

The cold light and clear shadow went with the wind, and a green rainbow illuminated the blue sky.

The valleys are full of ripples, the sky is filled with mist, and the girl in red is stunning. She is like a phoenix in the misty mountains, carrying the sun and the moon and stepping on the frost. She brushes her clothes and wields her sword, and the sword light is like a rainbow, illuminating the sky.

Chu Jiao doesn't know how stunning and beautiful the scene of her dancing alone is at this moment. She is just immersed in the mystery of swordsmanship. While practicing swordsmanship, she replays the body skills taught by Ling Yue in her mind and constantly improves her movements.

The sun and the moon shine together. As her swordsmanship progresses level by level, the true qi in Chu Jiao's body is also running rapidly. Unknowingly, the morning wind rises at the whole Langfeng Peak, and the clouds roll wildly.

Chu Jiaosi, who was in the eye of the storm, was completely unaware of the changes in the surrounding environment. Her sword flowers were swung faster and faster, and the whole person was surrounded by sword light, swooping like a meteor.

"Zheng——"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the girl's dancing sword was blocked by another sharp sword. The two swords collided, and the crisp collision sound called Chu Jiao back from her trance.

"Master..."

The force of the sword made Chu Jiao retreat again and again. Ling Yue took out the scabbard with his hand, pressed it against Chu Jiao's waist, and gently pulled it back, and Chu Jiao stabilized her body.

"Jiao'er, calm down."

The cold voice carried the same reassuring power as always. Chu Jiao stood in front of him with her head down, like a little kid who had done something wrong, looking depressed and frustrated.

"I'm sorry, Master. I... was too impatient..."

Although she never showed that she cared too much, the anxiety and restlessness about not being able to advance had always been lingering in her heart, and she had nowhere to hide in the sword dance. If the master hadn't stopped her just now, she might have gone crazy with this mentality.

"Those who lie in wait for a long time will surely fly high. Those who bloom first will die early."

Those who can lie in wait for a long time will surely fly high like clouds once they soar into the sky. And the earlier the flowers bloom, the earlier they will die.

A big hand stroked her head. Chu Jiao listened to the man's simple but obviously comforting words in a daze. She blinked and blinked again, but still couldn't hold back the gradually moist eyes.

"Master... Master..."

Why are you so good to me?

I, your disciple, am not so competitive and I embarrass you, but you have never blamed me.

Chu Jiao buried her head, humming and not knowing what to say.

"Don't cry."

The dry hand, as cold as ever, stroked her drooping face and wiped away her tears.

Chu Jiao raised her head and looked at Ling Yue with wet eyes, her eyes were full of self-blame and uneasiness, "Master, I don't want to disappoint you... Am I useless..."

Ling Yue looked at the girl's red eyes and nose, and an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart. The heat of the girl's tears passed through his fingertips to his chest. He frowned slightly, and his usually expressionless face showed a rare expression of disapproval.

"Why do you think so little of yourself?"

"You are not practicing Taoism for me, nor for others."

"Think clearly about what you want."

"If you always care about what others say and think, Jiao'er, you will disappoint your master."

So... she was obsessed.

Ling Yue's words were like a clear spring, instantly awakening Chu Jiao who was suffocated by the words of others. Yes, why should she care about what others think of her? She is who she is. Even if she is a step behind others now, what does it matter to others! She just doesn't believe that she can't catch up!

"Thank you, Master!"

The girl smiled again on her pretty face. She sniffed, hugged the tall man in front of her, and rubbed in his arms, "I know that Master treats his disciples the best!"

Behind her, the man's hand was hanging in the air. After hesitating for a while, he finally gently fell on her shoulder, gently, with careful comfort and care.

"Hey, isn't this Junior Sister Chu?"

On this day, Chu Jiao was receiving tasks in the Deacon Hall as usual, and heard several weird female voices in her ears. She didn't pay much attention, took the cards and prepared to leave.

As the largest sect in Taoism, Haoqi Sect has abundant cultivation resources, but in order to obtain resources, one must contribute to the sect, which is the origin of the Steward's Hall. Every disciple can take on tasks in the Steward's Hall, from exploring secret realms to hunting monsters. Completing the tasks can earn corresponding points, and the points can be exchanged for thousands of types of cultivation resources in the Treasure Hall.

Although Chu Jiao has a rich master, Ling Yue has only a few things that are suitable for her. In addition, these tasks are part of self-cultivation and improvement, so Chu Jiao does not reject them at all. It can be said that although her realm has not improved in the past two years, her practical experience has accumulated bit by bit.

However, she is unwilling to find trouble, but trouble wants to find her.

A sword suddenly appeared in front of her chest, forcing Chu Jiao to stop and look at the people blocking her way.

They were several pretty female disciples, and the girl leading them had a beautiful face and a very proud look between her eyebrows.

That is the heroine, Su Ruizhi. She

is also the junior sister who entered the inner gate and became a disciple of Chixia Zhenjun in the same year as her.

Su Ruizhi has a single spiritual root of the water element. She grew up listening to the stories of Jiuxiao Zhenjun and wanted to become his disciple. She thought that she had the best chance to become a disciple of Jiuxiao Zhenjun with her talent and cultivation method. However, Chu Jiao suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the Tianji that year and took away Jiuxiao Zhenjun's attention and replaced her as Zhenjun's only disciple.

Although she was also treated like a star by the seat of Chixia Zhenjun, as the saying goes, what you can't get is always the best. Since she met Jiuxiao Zhenjun, she has been obsessed with it and thought that Chu Jiao had taken away her master and opportunity.

In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak and the ranks are determined by strength. When entering the sect, everyone was in the Qi training stage, and it all depended on the strength of the master. Jiuxiao Zhenjun was also the most powerful among the elders, and Chu Jiao naturally became the senior sister among the crowd. It was precisely because of this that Su Ruizhi at least had respect for Chu Jiao on the surface.

But now, Su Ruizhi successfully broke through the foundation building stage a month ago, and looking at Chu Jiao who was still in the Qi training stage, she couldn't help but feel arrogant.

"Why, didn't the uncle teach you etiquette? You don't even say hello to the senior sister when you see her?"

Su Ruizhi raised her eyebrows and asked with a mocking smile.

"Senior Sister Su."

Chu Jiao stopped and raised her head, "I wonder if you have any advice?"

She said she could, but Chu Jiao hated it most when someone brought up her master because of her.