When the spring rain in Wudang Mountain came, there was no sign of sign. It didn’t hit spring thunder or windy. As soon as the clouds gathered, the raindrops fell from the sky.

On the Big Lotus Peak, it was soon covered by a faint mist. Ye Qi put away the relics, put on his shoes, pushed the door and walked out. Two young Kui, who were about the same size as ordinary dogs, followed behind his butt. He saw Wang Xiaoping wearing a package and was wet in the rain, smiled slightly, and asked, "Why, I like to be wet in the rain?"

"Master...I..." Wang Xiaoping lowered his head apologetically and stammered.

Ye Qi patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay, Hong Xixiang is here, why didn't she do that? The Buddha in heaven is not the Buddha on earth."

After saying that, Ye Qi walked in front of the bamboo forest and saw a bamboo pavilion built next to the inward pool. There was a man and a woman in the pavilion.

Hong Xixiang ignored the beauty beside her and jumped out of the bamboo pavilion alone, ran over in the rain, and then two young Kui grinned at the head of Wudang.

"Hey? You two little things, don't you forget that the Japanese leader brought you something delicious yesterday?"

Hong Xixiang stared at the two young Kui, and the two young Kui continued to grin without showing any weakness. It was probably because he felt that he had no chance of winning. Hong Xixiang curled his lips and ignored them, looked at Ye Qi and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, how are you doing?"

After Ye Qi became a sword immortal, in his eyes, there was a fog blocking perception outside of fellow Taoist Ye's body. Ye Qi, who was in the fog, seemed to be no longer in this world. Later, he carefully recalled what the fog was, and after reading the ancient books of Wudang for thousands of years, he only came to a conclusion that it was related to luck, but it was definitely not luck. It was probably because of this that the Southern Emperor in the upper realm would damage the realm and force that he had to come down to earth to kill fellow Taoist Ye.

"It's okay, the two pure immortal consciousnesses are considered a blessing in disguise and take a step forward in the realm. I haven't woken up these days, and I'm just practicing."

Hong Xixiang didn't ask how Ye Qi turned the two immortal consciousnesses into his own, and said with a smile: "That's good. That day, the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva..."

It seemed that he was afraid that Ye Qi would be in a bad mood after hearing this, Hong Xixiang stopped his voice and went to look at his expression.

Ye Qi shook his head and said, "It's okay to say it."

"Before going, Liuzhu Bodhisattva asked me to give a sentence to fellow Taoist: The fact that you are her fate is true."

Ye Qi felt a warm current coming from his body, and said in a complicated tone: "I understand."

...

The rain and fog outside the cliff are changing for no reason. The dead trees are already in spring, revealing green buds. As for those green trees that have not yet withered in winter, if this spring rain is reborn, the green on the paper is bright, as if it is growing again.

Ye Qi stood in the rain on the cliff for half a day, and Wang Xiaoping stood with him.

It is estimated that it is difficult for the two young Kui to understand other feelings besides their mother and Ye Qi. After staying on the cliff for a while, he found that Ye Qi ignored him and ran to play.

The rain stopped and the clouds had not dissipated. The wind was getting on the mountain at Dalianhua Peak was a little heavier than when it was raining. Ye Qiyi raised his body and wiped the rain from his body clean. He looked at the sky and said, "Xiaoping, do you think, isn't it too boring to hide?"

Wang Xiaoping said: "You think it's meaningless, that's meaningless."

Ye Qi suddenly smiled and said, "It's really what you, Wang Xiaoping, said, is simple and direct. I just lost my true nature in Jiandao, and I actually doubted myself here."

Wang Xiaoping's mouth twitched. It was probably because he saw his master laughing, and he wanted to laugh too. However, he hadn't laughed for more than ten years and was a little uncomfortable.

"Since you're fine, I'll go practice swordsmanship."

Ye Qi waved his hand behind his back and signaled to go.

Finally, a sunny day suddenly appeared on the Big Lotus Peak. The Ye Jianxian, who killed the first person in Beimang River and Lake, looked at the sky coldly and said, "I, Ye Qi, have never encountered any real deep hatred. Since your Nan Emperor in the Immortal Realm has become enemies with me, in a few days, I will definitely go to the Immortal Realm to kill all your immortal country."

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Zhao Yousong and Xu Zhiniang had a fight. It was the first time this sensible child had a quarrel with his mother since childhood. The reason for the quarrel was not a big deal. From the old head of Wudang to the prince of Liang, to Xu Zhihu in red living on the mountain, when Wudang was with Wang Chonglou before, the changes were turned up and down the mountain. There were two Taoist temples on the mountain. The roads to go up and down the mountain were rebuilt. A college was built on the side of the main mountain of Yuzhu Mountain. Teaching Taoist children on the mountain to read and recognize words, and practicing Taoism, which is in line with the teachings of Wudang.

After all, Xu Zhiniang was born in a farmhouse outside Maguan. In her mind, she still felt that studying was better than anything else. There was no way to go on the mountain before. After hearing that she had built a college on the mountain, she recently signed up for her son in the academy and waited for her son to come back from Wang Xiaoping to practice swordsmanship, and then she told the news.

Zhao Yousong was so unhappy that Brother Xiaoping said that he was a second-grade master and was bored to study and do something. Xu Zhiniang was very persuasive. This kid was stubborn like a donkey and refused to agree. He just beat Zhao Yousong up his butt angrily.

However, Zhao Yousong's current state is a stable little master, and Xu Zhiniang can't beat him, so he will be beaten by his mother.

Xu Zhiniang started crying while fighting. Zhao Yousong looked at him. He was sensible and had to promise his mother that he would go to school, but he would never let go of practicing swords. Xu Zhiniang burst into tears and smiled.

"You go and send this set of clothes to your master."

Zhao Yousong took the white clothes handed over by his mother, remembering that she had been sewing the clothes day and night for the past few days and nights, and sighed in a sad voice: "Mom, sometimes, you have to be bolder."

After saying that, he was probably afraid that Xu Zhiniang would get angry, so he rushed out of the bamboo courtyard with his clothes in his arms.

In the room, Xu Zhiniang was not angry, but just lowered her head in disappointment. After sighing, she continued to do the work of slitting and repairing.

...

Ye Qi took the clothes handed over by Zhao Yousong, touched the head of his apprentice who had grown a lot, and said, "It's the second level, it's not bad."

Zhao Yousong was used to sitting next to his master's chair. After sitting down, he hugged the young Kui Baicai who should be his younger brother, and laughed: "Not only that, I am a disciple in Wudang's younger generation. Except for Zhao Yuxun, the rest is invincible."

"You can't see the sky with your nose."

"I know Master. After all, there are countless masters in the world. Maybe one day you will capsize in the gutter. You and Master Xiaoping often say this sentence."

Ye Qi slapped the little disciple in the head, and Zhao Yousong said in confusion: "Master, why do you hit the disciple?"

"People have to beat more."

"My mother always says this. Oh, Master... why are you still beating?"
Chapter completed!