Chapter 13 The two of them laughed, and the sense of unfamiliarity went a little bit.
Xu Shou looked at the sun and said, "It's still too late, the girl will go to the Registry Division with me to do an identity registration first, and then get the identity nameplate first." ” Yang Wudao: "Okay." ” Xu Shou also took out a small boat, but the small boat was just a small flat boat without a canopy, and it seemed that it could seat five or six people.
There were no oars, but there was an oar at the stern.
Yang Wu sat in, and the boat floated, slowly rising into the air, and gradually accelerating.
Not only in appearance, but also in speed, it can't be compared with Chongyu's flying boat.
The boat flew away from the peak, and when I looked down, the valley was verdant, the river was coiled like a silver belt, and the scenery was very beautiful.
Yang Wu glanced at it a few times, and when he looked up again, he saw the high-altitude immortal cranes, strange beasts, and various flying magic weapons flying in a higher place.
On the contrary, there were several identical-looking black boats, flying at about the same altitude as them.
Some passed by, but more of them waved their hands to greet Xu Shou from afar.
Xu Shou responded with a smile, and it could be seen that he was a smart person with a good personal popularity.
Xu Shou saw that Yang Wu was thoughtful, so he explained: "This small boat is a magic weapon uniformly equipped with all peaks, and it is specially used by the deacons, so it can only fly so high, it is only better to be able to seat a few more people."
On weekdays, I go out alone, mostly riding white cranes. ” When Yang Wuyi saw a few cute boys riding white cranes in the morning, he already loved it.
Wen Yan's heart moved, and he asked, "Can I ride it too?"
Xu Shou said: "The white crane is raised by the sect, and it is not yet able to fly with qi, and the disciples who do not have flying magic weapons themselves can ride it.
Waiting for the crane whistle to be received, I will teach Yang Ji again. ” "Thank you.
I'm afraid there are many things that will trouble you in the future.
Yang Wudao.
"Yang Ji is not busy saying thank you."
Xu Shou showed a mouthful of white teeth and said with a smile, "I still hope that Yang Ji can win the favor of Daojun, and mention it to Daojun, let's refine Yang Peak and raise two riding beasts."
You don't know, I'm strong, riding cranes, and I'm always teased by them. ” Xu Shou is tall and strong, if he is riding a white crane, Yang Wu imagines it, it does look ridiculous.
She only smiled and said, "Who knows what will happen in the future." ” "Yang Ji, don't worry."
Xu Shou said, "Yang Ji can't cultivate, and he can still enter the door of our Changtian Sect, which shows that he is a person with good luck."
Everything will go smoothly in the future. ” No wonder Xu Shou is popular, even if Yang Wu doesn't agree, he feels ironed after listening to it.
Then he said: "Accept your auspicious words." ” The boat was not fast and flew slowly over a hill.
On the hill below is an open square, because of the low altitude, Yang Wu can see the people in the square when he looks down, squinting his eyes, and can even faintly see the faces of those people.
In the square, there were about hundreds of people.
Wearing clothes of the same shape, it seems to be slightly different in details.
Some are practicing swords, some are wielding spears, and some of the eighteen common weapons can be seen.
There are also many other weapons that are not common to ordinary people, such as a young girl, whose weapon is a long and short stretch of colored silk.
Not far away, there was a group of young disciples, learning Edgeworth.
Tremblingly stepping on the flying sword, swaying away from the ground only a foot or two away, someone couldn't hold his balance, shook left and right a few times, or fell a dog gnawing mud.
Caused a group of young disciples to laugh.
It looks like a school ground where disciples practice.
Yang Wu glanced at it a few times, and then looked at those who seemed to be practicing martial arts.
Those who practice swords and those who practice swords, and a group of people who practice swords.
Yang Wu looked at it for a while, quite disappointed.
"Yang Ji has practiced martial arts," Xu Shou asked.
"You can tell" Yang Wu was slightly surprised, and turned to look at him.
"I saw that Yang Ji's eyes were pointing to the place where the blade went, and she was obviously very familiar with the direction of the knife."
"Yes."
Yang Wu admitted, "My family's martial arts are sword techniques. ” "Yang Ji is disappointed, isn't it?"
said Xu Shou.
Yang Wu nodded: "The moves are not complicated, and I can't see anything special." ” "Because of the moves, it doesn't matter at all."
Xu Shoudao.
Yang Wu stared at the young man and said, "Brother Xu taught me." ” Xu Shou's eyes swept underneath, and his chin raised slightly: "Look at that person, the one who is dressed in blue and black, and is a little far away from others."
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Yang Wu squinted, and sure enough, there was someone who was a little far away from others.
Those with swords and weapons were already distancing themselves from each other, and the man was wearing a blue robe with a black rim, and he was far away from the others, and a large open space was left around him.
It was as if someone else had deliberately avoided him.
"That's Senior Brother Zhou.
His sword intent is the best in this generation.
It is said that he is about to be accepted as a personal disciple by a peak master.
You take a good look at his sword, don't look at the moves, try to feel his sword intent.
Well, it might be harder for you.
He remembered that Yang Wu was a mortal who couldn't cultivate, and asking her to feel the sword intent of a monk was really difficult for some strong people.
As he spoke, Yang Wu squinted his eyes at that Senior Brother Zhou's sword.
Senior Brother Zhou was obviously trying to figure out something, and he was completely immersed in it.
Yang Wu stared at the trajectory of the silver sword body in the sunlight without blinking.
The boat flew slowly, and her eyes followed the track The feeling of oppression came suddenly and unprovoked in the warm, dry air.
Yang Wu's hair stood on end in an instant, and at that moment it seemed to return to the time when she was still a warrior, and when she was at the forefront and the alien short-range soldiers, life and death were only a blink of an eye.
Instinctively, the killing intent on his body suddenly exploded As if in response to this murderous intent, the original sense of oppression suddenly became sharp, like a sharp sword pointed directly at her eyebrows.
At that time, Xu Shou's three words "more difficult" had just fallen, and he felt the killing intent rising around him and the sword intent that came from below.
He watched as Yang Ji's face suddenly turned like golden paper, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and he only snorted and fell into the boat Xu Shou was shocked.
"Yang Ji" he squatted down to help her.
"It's nothing," Yang Wu said in a low voice as he lay in the cabin.
It was like being stabbed with a sword, and there was a momentary stinging pain between the eyebrows.
It was only for a moment, and it passed quickly.
She just wanted to get up, but Xu Shou pressed her shoulders and pressed there.
Listening to him in his ears, "Senior Brother Zhou" In the field of vision from the side of the ship, I saw a flying sword, and the black boots stepped on it, which matched the blue shirt with black edges, which looked very good.
"What's going on?"
said the voice of a very young strange man.
"What kind of person is she?"
Feeling that his subordinate Yang Wu was not struggling, Xu Shoucai put his heart down, let go of his palm and hugged his fist at Senior Brother Zhou, explaining: "We are people from Lianyang Peak, this is Yang Ji, she only entered the sect today.
She was born as a martial artist, and I was telling her the sword intent and guiding her to see my senior brother's sword.
Unexpectedly, when Yang Ji first arrived, she didn't know the rules, and she was definitely not provocative.
I hope my brother will forgive me. ” "I know."
Senior Brother Zhou nodded, "She felt the sword intent first, and then she had the killing intent."
It's really rare for a mortal martial artist to feel my sword intent.
It's a pity."
"Yes."
Xu Shou also said regretfully, "It's a pity. ” Senior Brother Zhou glanced at the woman who was still lying in the cabin, frowned slightly, took out a jade bottle, and poured out a pill.
"She doesn't look very good, give her this."
Xu Shou saw the pill and said happily, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou."
Stretched out his hand and took it for Yang Wu.
Under his feet, he quietly kicked Yang Wu gently.
Yang Wu understood and said in a low voice: "Thank you" She is not a cultivator of the sect, and she doesn't know what to call this Senior Brother Zhou, so she simply omitted the title.
Senior Brother Zhou bowed his head and said to Xu Shou: "You teach her, don't use killing intent on people, especially sword cultivation." ” Xu Shou said: "Senior brother is generous. ” Senior Brother Zhou nodded, stepped on the flying sword and flew back.
Xu Shou hurriedly helped Yang Wu up and said in a low voice: "Eat this quickly, this is a medium-grade rejuvenation pill."
As he spoke, he fed the pill into her mouth.
Yang Wu smelled the taste, and felt familiar, and when he ate it in his mouth, it was indeed the "jelly bean" that Chong Yu gave her.
When she was chased and injured by a fierce big cat, that jelly bean gave birth to muscles and bones.
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Later, Chong Yu gave her the whole bottle, and she put it away.
Now it's in the bag around her waist.
This medium-grade rejuvenation pill is much better than the jelly beans that Chong Yu gave her, but it is not as good as the ones that Chong Yu gave her last night.
Chong Yu himself said that those are the best grades.
She knew it was a good thing, but Chong Yu behaved lightly, and he even fed the cranes with those jelly beans that were not in good condition, so she didn't feel that it was precious.
This medium-grade pill surprised Xu Shou, and she couldn't help but reassess the value of those pills in her waist bag.
In fact, she was not seriously injured, and she took a medium-grade rejuvenation pill, and she was fine in a moment.
Xu Shou didn't dare to stay here any longer, fed Yang Wu the pill, helped her sit up again, shook the oar, and accelerated away.
Yang Wu rubbed her eyebrows, although it didn't hurt anymore, the feeling of the sword piercing into it was too terrifying, making it difficult for her to relax for a while. raised her eyes, but saw Xu Shou looking at her with complicated eyes.
"Yang Ji," he asked, "have you ever seen blood?"
The so-called seeing blood certainly does not mean seeing blood.
In his previous life, with the support of that man, Yang Wu concealed his identity and served in the army for ten years, polishing himself to keep up with the progress of the trader upgrade and further strengthen his genes.
In those ten years, she has been fighting at the forefront of humans and aliens, and the killing intent on her body is not unsharp.
It was also because of this that the moment he felt Senior Brother Zhou's sword intent, the killing intent was stimulated like a stress reaction.
Yang Wu nodded and admitted: "Yes."
"Not much to say.
Xu Shou didn't ask, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "I'll just say it's true."
He admonished her: "Don't do this in the future, when you see the sword intent of other senior brothers, you can observe it, and you must not move the killing intent lightly."
Sword cultivation has the heaviest killing intent, and Senior Brother Zhou is not intentional like you, it is all a natural reaction in an instant.
Your casual expression of killing intent like this is completely a provocation for Jian Xiu.
Fortunately, Senior Brother Zhou is generous and does not pursue it."
Yang Wu said in a low voice: "Thank you."
"She doesn't understand the rules here, if it weren't for Xu Shou, I'm afraid she would really have to poke out the basket.
Xu Shou said: "It's nothing.
And then he said no more.
Silently rocking the oar, adjusting the direction.
After a while, Yang Wu felt that it was too quiet and turned his head to look.
Xu Shou seemed to be in a trance "Brother Xu," she called softly.
Xu Shou came back to his senses and glanced at her.
"Brother Xu" "I'm fine, I just think of my father.
Your killing intent is really similar to your father. ” "Brother Xu's father is" Xu Shou let out a breath and said: "My grandfather was a marquis with military merits, and my father also went to the battlefield, and they all have killing intent.
Even my eldest brother followed my father through the border training.
The feeling on your body is very similar to theirs. ” "It turns out that Brother Xu is still disrespectful to the son of the family."
Xu Shou waved his hand, "It's just a secular identity, here, I'm just an outer disciple." ” Yang Wu was already a little strange when he heard him call that sword cultivator a senior brother just now.
When she was young, she read some so-called Xiuzhen Xianxia novels, but they were all made up by people in her world, and it was not until she was reincarnated in this world that she first came into contact with Chong Yu and others, and found that those novels were all nonsense.
Then he followed his words and asked, "Outer disciple" Xu Shou knew that she didn't understand, shook the oar, and slowly told her: "Newly accepted disciples, unless their qualifications are against the sky and are particularly outstanding, they may be favored by the master of the sect and directly accepted as a personal disciple."
Otherwise, according to the rules, you must first become an outer disciple.
Outer disciples can become inner disciples when they cultivate to build a foundation.
Regardless of the outer door or the inner door, there is no fixed master, and the disciples can listen to the big lectures and small lectures, the Taoist monarch to solve doubts, or the real person preaching.
The disciples call each other brothers and sisters, and there is no difference in generation. ” Yang Wu listened carefully.
"The inner disciples are also cultivating by themselves, and only those who are excellent among them can be favored by the teachers and accepted as personal disciples.
The teachers have their own cave peaks, and the disciples can live and cultivate with the masters.
Yang Ji, the house you live in is the residence of your disciples.
Daojun has not yet accepted disciples, so the disciples' residences in the middle of Lianyang Peak are all empty. ” "I see."
Yang Wu nodded.
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She thought it was strange that there was an empty half-mountain villa.
"That Su Rong her" Xu Shou used to call himself a "deacon", and she thought he was a servant.
Since he was a disciple, she casually asked about Su Rong, who looked like a maid.
Sure enough, Xu Shou said: "Of course she is also an outer disciple. ” "The offerings of the outer disciples are very small, and there are only two lower grade spirit stones every month.
Although he won't starve to death in the sect, he will never be able to cultivate.
So everybody has to find something to do.
The servants in the sect are all served by the outer disciples. ” "As for the inner disciples, they have a better offering than us, and they have two medium-grade spirit stones every month.
But they are poorer.
Xu Shou smiled, "Because their cultivation needs are greater."
So they have to find a way to support themselves.
The deacons in the door are all inner disciples. ” Yang Wu remembered the team of black-clothed mountain patrol deacons he saw in the early morning, and nodded: "Understood." ” "The best thing is to pass on the disciples, there is a master."
Xu Shou said enviously, "Spirit stone elixir, weapon magic weapon, even if the master can't wrap it up, he can help one or two."
What's more, the masters of our Changtian Sect are all wealthy, and basically the disciples really don't need to work hard to earn spirit stones by themselves, just concentrate on cultivation. ” Yang Wu was amused by his envious tone, but after laughing, he was thoughtful.
"What about the concubine," she asked.
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