Chapter 212: Butterfly Wings Flying Together
Heavy snow soon covered the mountain tops.
At dusk, the little girl who was taking care of the flowers and plants was wearing a thick fur coat. Her little face was red from the cold. She rubbed her hands and went to the edge of the cliff to take care of the plum blossoms, fearing that they would be crushed by the snow.
Normally, the master didn't need them to take care of these things. With just a thought, the whole mountaintop would be neat and tidy, and no one was needed to serve him. Moreover, the flowers and plants in the mountains were all immortal plants, and they couldn't be crushed by snow.
But since the sect master goes into seclusion from time to time, the sect will still arrange people to take care of the mountain, which is also for the dignity of the sect. It would not sound good to say that the sect master is all alone and has no one to take charge of him.
Qiu Wuji just let them do whatever they wanted, and it would be nice if someone could do the communication when needed.
In fact, they are just maids in disguise, and usually they are young disciples who have just started their Qi training period.
But the disciples were still eager to come to the main peak to serve. It was an honor to help the master! Moreover, although the master looked cold, he was very kind to the disciples. From time to time, they could get personal guidance. The disciples who left the main peak often became the backbone of the sect.
Over the years, those who were chosen to serve on the main peak were all delighted and extremely proactive. Even on snowy days they would happily come to take care of the flowers and plants. They just hoped that the main peak would be beautiful so that it would be worthy of being the residence of the sect master.
As a result, when the little girl arrived at the edge of the cliff today, she was dumbfounded.
A man was squatting there, sniffing his nose, clearing snow from the flowers and plants. The heavy snow fell on his head, covering it in white, looking so pitiful.
The little girl recognized that this was the direct disciple that the sect leader had expressed his intention to teach... Everyone was so jealous before, but after seeing this scene, all the jealousy disappeared. Why did this look like being abused?
Could it be that the sect leader would bully his direct disciples?
The little girl came close to him and asked carefully, "Brother...oh no, your generation..."
She thought for a moment and clapped her hands: "Hello, Junior Uncle-Master."
Chu Ge raised his head and raised a snowflake: "Hey, little girl, you are quite senior. You are only the great-grandmaster, not the great-grandmaster, right?"
"How can there be so many wives!" The little girl put her hands on her hips and said, "It takes many, many years for the elders to accept a batch of disciples! Just like it took so many years for the sect master to accept you!"
The word "收" is a bit ambiguous, little girl... Chu Ge smiled and said, "Speaking to your uncle master in this tone? Come on, pay your respects first."
The little girl reluctantly clasped her fists in a street manner.
Chu Ge didn't care and thought it was fun.
Seeing that this junior uncle seemed to be quite easy-going and didn't even mind her rudeness... the little girl looked around like a thief and asked quietly, "Junior uncle, were you punished by the sect master?"
Chugo smiled and looked down at the flowers: "No, this is my homework for today."
"Homework? Crouching here to look at the flowers?"
"Yes, look at every blade of grass, every piece of soil, every stone, the falling snow, the hiding insects... every inch of texture is so real."
Little girl: “…”
"We are cultivating immortals." Chu Ge said with a smile, "This is the state of mind. My niece and granddaughter should watch carefully and learn well."
"Can you wipe your nose before you say this?"
Chu Ge subconsciously wiped his nose, only to realize that it was impossible for his soul to have a runny nose. He was actually coaxed by the little girl...
The little girl was delighted: "Hahaha... He is just a new disciple who has just joined the sect, but he is pretending to be so senior. What a state of mind!"
Chu Ge said angrily: "Really? Your clan leader said so, otherwise I would be stupid enough to squat outside and look at the flowers in the snow!"
The little girl hesitated: "Really?"
Chugo nodded vigorously.
The little girl hesitated for a moment, then squatted aside with her knees hugged, imitating Chu Ge's way of looking at the flowers.
There's nothing good to see no matter how you look at it. I've been watching it for so many years...
"Little Uncle Master...is there really anything to see?"
"Maybe, I don't know..."
At least in my heart, this world has become real, the snow is cold, the flowers are fragrant, and there are silly little girls.
That is not something that can be replaced by words.
In fact, Chu Ge had never written about this little girl... He only wrote that there were disciples taking care of the mountain, and he had never even thought about what kind of disciples these were. They were chosen by Yunji Sect themselves...
But when the supporting actor who was only mentioned briefly stood in front of him, his every frown and smile was so real.
Chu Ge was even a little touched, and this feeling was really hard to describe.
Qiu Wuji stood in the house, looking through the window at the backs of a big and a small person squatting on the cliff in a daze. The snowflakes piled up, making them look like two snowmen.
She smiled slightly and didn't get jealous of the little girl. She knew what Chu Ge was thinking.
This is indeed a practice, a practice that is unique to him.
What's the point for others to follow his example and squat on the edge of the cliff to look at the flowers... They'll just be looking at them until their noses run.
Qiu Wuji finally spoke: "Xuanji, you can indeed gain something from quietly observing the plants and trees, but it is not a realm that you can understand at the moment. You might as well remember the advice of your junior uncle and look at it again after a hundred years."
The little girl stood up with her sore knees and said "Oh" in a dizzy voice.
Then he remembered that he hadn't done his work yet: "Oh, Master, I'm not being lazy on purpose, I'll go sweep the snow now..."
"You go clean up the backyard. Your junior uncle will do the snow removal and tree pruning in front of the mountain."
The little girl bowed and said, "Yes. Then the disciple will go to the backyard."
"Go ahead."
The little girl stole a glance at Chu Ge, who was still looking at the flowers, his expression unchanged. She felt a little sympathetic, what kind of direct disciple is he, his treatment is almost the same as that of us menial disciples...
The little girl left along the mountain road. Qiu Wuji slowly walked to Chu Ge's side, with his hands behind his back, looking at the mist below the cliff: "Want to go out for a walk? Stay at the top of the peak."
"Are you going out to visit the various peaks of the sect?" Chu Ge said with a smile, "I always feel like I'm going there to show off."
"It's up to you if you want to pretend, but it's better to remain mysterious... After all, not many people in the sect can recognize you. If you wear a uniform and hold a life card, you can just pretend to be an ordinary disciple and wander around and no one will question you. But at least there is a premise."
"What premise?"
"You have to at least master our sect's mental method and entry-level swordsmanship. Otherwise, you will just be a cursory glance and have no sense of integration."
"I have already learned the method." Chu Ge smiled without raising his head: "Just now when we were looking at the flowers and chatting."
"Hmm?" Qiu Wuji was stunned: "I only asked you to memorize the formula, but I haven't told you the route of practicing..."
"A long time ago, before I started practicing, you taught me the Twelve Meridians and so on... At that time, my body was not in good condition, so I stopped. After I recovered, I changed to the Golden Bell Cover."
Qiu Wuji looked a little nostalgic.
Yes, there is such a thing... I did teach him the exercise route at that time, but his meridians couldn't bear it.
He still remembers...
"Then I will teach you the basics of swordsmanship." Qiu Wuji was afraid that he would not learn, so he added with a stern face: "Although you are not suitable for using swords over there, you are here as my disciple anyway, so you have to learn swordsmanship!"
"Of course I have to learn... I won't stay in the mountains forever. One day, I want to travel the world with you hand in hand with swords. How can I do it without a sword?"
Qiu Wuji looked happy, but soon calmed down and handed him a sword: "This is the sword I used when I was young... uh, I have always been young. This is the Guhong sword I used before. Now I give it to you. I hope you will treat it like a teacher..."
Chu Ge took the sword, touched it twice, and kissed it.
Qiu Wuji: “?”
Chu Ge took a half step back holding the sword: "Treat him like a teacher..."
Qiu Wuji drew out his own Qiu Shui Ning Bi and said, "Evil disciple, look at the sword!"
Chugo ran away.
"Don't run, come here!" Chu Ge was grabbed by the collar. He kicked his legs in the air for a long time, then hung his head and stood still.
Qiu Wuji was both angry and amused as he pressed him down on the snow: "You have no foundation in swordsmanship, so I will teach you from the very basics. Follow my movements and learn..."
On the top of the snowy peak, white snow is flying. In the midst of the drifting snow, a female master and a male apprentice are learning swordplay, dancing gracefully.
The little girl who was cleaning the backyard was holding onto the railing and looking out. She thought the sect leader was very handsome, and the junior uncle-master was also very handsome. The scene of the sect leader teaching his disciples was more beautiful and warm than she had imagined. It did not seem like a teaching session, but more like a pair of butterflies flying together and dancing in the clouds.
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