Chapter 335: Ripples in the Mountains
“Puff!”
The roasted duck skin gradually exudes rich fat under the licking of the charcoal fire.
The air was gradually filled with the aroma of meat.
Yu Xing sat on the edge of a dangerous cliff with his legs crossed, fiddling with his cell phone from time to time.
The grill in front of him was rotating evenly as if controlled by an invisible hand.
Completely ignoring the monkeys on the cliff below who were getting restless after smelling the fragrance coming in the wind.
"Magic is useful. I should have known better than to learn swordsmanship."
Yu Xing looked at the duck that was almost roasted, stretched lazily and said comfortably.
Of course, he said that, but he also enjoyed kendo.
Unfortunately, he is still quite far away from the realm of flying with swords.
Yu Xing was full of longing for this.
His swordsmanship has improved greatly to this day.
Although, compared with the senior sister who entered the swordsmanship, it is still difficult to resist her sharpness.
But at least, among other disciples of the same generation, he has few rivals.
Speaking of that senior sister, Yu Xing couldn't help but shook his head.
He felt that the senior sister did not seem like someone who lived in this era.
She doesn't like playing with her mobile phone very much and is not interested in the chaotic and confusing world on the Internet.
When I’m free, I like to watch the clouds.
If he feels like it, he would practice sword dancing for a while .
Yu Xing felt that most true practitioners of Taoism were like that.
But he couldn't reach that level.
As he was thinking, Yu Xing suddenly thought of an orange figure.
"I don't know where my brother has gone. It's been more than two years and he still hasn't returned to the mountain."
Yu Xing shook his head and muttered.
He felt that his skills had greatly improved after two years of hard training in the mountains.
Who knows, you might even be able to touch a hair of the orange cat brother.
In this way, the name of his swordsmanship can be changed.
He made this his ambition and naturally would not change his name until he achieved his goal.
However, the senior sister was quite appreciative of his sword skills.
It is said that he has great perseverance in swordsmanship, and if he can break through the barrier, he will have the aura of a master.
However, a Taoist priest didn't seem to care about it. After seeing his swordsmanship, he called him a fool.
“Ding Dong.”
A crisp notification sound came from Yu Xing's mobile phone.
Although the mountains are some distance away from the city, the mobile phone signal is still good.
Yu Xing took out his cell phone and looked at it.
On the lit mobile phone screen, a group chat prompt "We are a loving family" was flashing.
Although Yu Xing really wanted to complain, how could this kind of thing achieve national unification.
However, he began to click and look quickly.
After all, this group usually only becomes active when the Chinese New Year is approaching.
Normally, people would chat only when someone sends a red envelope out of sheer luck, or when there is something specific going on.
Sure enough, when Yu Xing clicked on it, he saw families discussing the issue of a neighbor’s child going missing.
Yu Xing shook his head. As someone with a slight face blindness, he was never keen on finding people.
Moreover, he prefers believe in the professionalism of the police.
But why do I keep hearing news about children going missing recently?
Yu Xing seemed to be thinking about something.
And just at this moment, he heard the flapping sound of wings.
When he moved his eyes away from the phone screen, a familiar snow-white figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Brother Orange Cat!"
Yu Xing shouted excitedly.
"Gu."
The Moon Owl in front of him nodded at Yu Xing, then pulled off a duck leg and started pecking at it...
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bamboo forest
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a Taoist who was leisurely sipping tea with a few Taoist friends suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"What's wrong, Brother Dao?"
Next to him, Shi Daoren, who had been staying here for a long time, saw this and asked.
"My Sanhua disciple is back."
A man put down the teacup in his hand and spoke with an uncertain look, as if he was thinking about something.
"I thought it was some uninvited Taoist friend, but it turns out he is a disciple of Taoist Brother Yi."
The Taoist with long eyebrows, who was sitting opposite the Taoist, nodded and said.
"But, where did your disciple go to start a war? Why is he so bloody and scary?"
After a pause, the Taoist with long eyebrows frowned again and said.
He studied destiny and attached great importance to kindness.
If he were to encounter this kind of murderous aura outside, he would probably take a detour.
In the eyes of Taoist Changmei, the killing of the killers is as sharp as a knife, unstoppable.
But it is also easy to break, hurting others and yourself.
If you associate with them, you will often suffer misfortune.
"Although the blood and qi are heavy, the qi and meridians are in harmony, which means that one is doing things for the sake of justice."
After savoring it for a while, the Taoist's expression relaxed a little.
When he was young, he did a lot of things to help the people get rid of harm.
But for a Taoist, there is nothing wrong with drawing the sword for justice.
“Although the intention is right, the path is different.”
"Brother Dao knows my taboos, Longmei will take his leave."
After the Taoist with long eyebrows finished speaking, he hurriedly caught a cloud and flew away on it.
"What disaster are you afraid of? It's not that year anymore. Are you still afraid of disaster?"
Shi Daoren said with disdain.
"You are a drunkard born and raised by nature, so you naturally don't know the joys and sorrows of those who practice righteous cultivation in the world."
"If he doesn't want to see me, then let him be."
The Taoist said it without any reservations.
"Brother Dao is still to my taste!"
"If I hand my disciple over to them , wouldn't it really be a disaster?"
"You only know how to avoid disasters and have no intention of feeling happy. How can you achieve enlightenment with this?"
Taoist Shi shook his head and said that he hated Taoist Changmei's behavior the most.
"There are different ways, so why bother measuring?"
"Come, drink this."
A man laughed.
At this time, a boy who was guarding outside the bamboo forest came running to report that Yu Xing was coming with a white bird.
"My disciple is a pragmatic person. I think he has reached a certain level in his practice."
"Everyone, please feel free to do as you please. I will go and test you first."
A Taoist priest spoke to several Taoist priests who were still behind him, including Shi Taoist priest.
"Brother Dao, please go."
Taoist Shi nodded and said.
Then, he watched a figure leave.
The Taoist priest took the boy's hand and said:
"Good disciple, next time don't say it was a white bird that came."
"He is the disciple of your uncle, and he entered the sect at the same time as your senior brother Yu Xing. He is a raccoon cat that has transformed into a spirit. His Taoist name is 'Sanhua'."
The boy nodded obediently. This boy was the disciple that Taoist Shi picked up from the sea.
"He is also a person born and raised in nature, with extraordinary talent, and he has also learned the Taoist Xuangong Eight or Nine Xuangong."
"Good at changing and killing."
"Although he seems to be a calm person, I'm afraid he has killed more people than you have seen."
"Besides, civet cats are very clever and you might be afraid that they will play tricks on you. Don't provoke them and just stay away from them."
Taoist Shi continued to explain it to her in detail.
Although they were kind words, the scene was like a kind father telling his daughter not to mess with the punk next door.
This caused the few fellow Taoists who were still there to shake their heads and chuckle.
