Chu Wanning's divine sense was shattered by the sudden kiss, so how could he still realize what Mo Ran was mumbling? He only felt that every word was buzzing, and his ears felt like it was raining.
Mo Ran, on the other hand, was calm and collected. He mumbled a few words, then fell back into a deep sleep.
"ā¦ ā¦"
Chu Wanning wanted to wake him up.
However, the begonia tree outside the window of the bed was blooming just right.
Just as Chu Wanning raised his hand, a pale pink begonia flower landed lightly on the tip of Mo Ran's nose.
"ā¦ ā¦"
Mo Ran sniffled uncomfortably, but he was sleeping so soundly that he did not wake up.
Thus, the hand that had reached out to push her changed direction. Chu Wanning plucked the begonia and pinched it between her fingers to examine it carefully.
As he looked at the flower, he was lost in thought. Slowly, he more or less remembered.
He vaguely remembered that yesterday, it was Mo Ran who cleaned his wounds and fed him medicine.
After that, Mo Ran seemed to have hugged him, stroking his hair and back in the long night, and whispering in his ear.
Chu Wanning was in a daze for a while. He thought that this should be his dream, right?
The tip of his ears unconsciously turned crimson, like the begonia flower that stopped at the tip of his finger, the brilliant color of the flower.
He forcefully swallowed the words of reprimand.
He really ā¦ didn't know what to say.
"Why are you sleeping here?"
It sounded like a young woman who had lost her footing.
"Get off the bed, who let you sleep here!"
It sounded like a shrew who had lost her footing.
"You dare to kiss me?"
In fact, it was just a brush of the lips. Compared to the time in the illusion, it really couldn't be considered a kiss. If he was calculative, it would be more obvious.
"ā¦ ā¦"
Elder Yu Heng didn't know what to do. He could only silently roll on the bed and bury his face in the blanket.
His slender fingers grabbed the corner of the blanket, somewhat irritated and angry.
In the end, he chose to pry open Mo Ran's arms and legs. He sat up, tidied himself up, and then shook the other person awake.
Thus, when Mo Ran opened his sleepy eyes, he saw Elder Yu Heng sitting by the bed with an unfathomable and cold expression.
Cold sweat immediately poured down.
"Shizun, I ā ā"
Chu Wanning said indifferently, "You broke my Flower Soul Enchantment yesterday?"
"I didn't do it on purpose ā¦ ā¦"
"Forget it." Chu Wanning was very cold, as if nothing had happened, "You quickly get up.
To go to your morning class. "
Mo Ran was on the verge of breaking down. He rubbed his hair anxiously. "Why am I sleeping here ā¦"
"I'm tired." Chu Waning was very calm. "Looking at you, you must have been busy for a long time yesterday."
As he spoke, he glanced at the medicine cup on the table and said, "In the future, don't enter the Red Lotus Pavilion without permission. If you have any problems, report to me in advance."
"Yes, Master."
"You may leave."
The Emperor Ta felt that he had saved his life and hurriedly ran away.
After he left, Chu Wanning lay back on the bed and opened his palm. Through the gaps between his fingers, he looked at the brilliant flowers outside the window. The wind blew and the flowers fell, and fragrant snow fell.
The soft color of the begonia was like a fragmented memory from last night.
It was very light, but it was hard to tell whether it was real or not.
He decided that he would never bring up yesterday's matter.
It was too embarrassing!!!
Elder Yu Heng valued his face like gold. He valued his face more than his life.
Thus, when Mo Ran saw Chu Wanning again a few days later, Elder Yu Heng was still as calm as before. His bearing was calm, noble, and elegant, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind.
Neither of them brought up that night of snuggling.
Only when their gazes met did Mo Ran's gaze seem to linger on Chu Wanning for a while before habitually chasing after Shi Mei.
But what about Chu Wanning?
When he met Mo Ran's gaze, he would immediately turn his head away coldly.
Then, when the other party was not aware, he would inadvertently glance at him again.
Xue Zhengyong soon learned that Chu Wanning was punished.
Sure enough, the Supremacy at the peak of life and death immediately flared up in anger.
But this rage was not suitable for anyone, so he could only shut the door and sulk with himself.
ā ā If he had known, he would have added a rule when he set the rules: The law is inferior to the elders.
Madam Wang brewed a pot of tea and spoke to him in a soft voice for a long time. Only then did Xue Zhengyong calm down, but he still said, "Elder Yu Heng is stubborn. If he does this again in the future, you must help me persuade him.
He's a Grandmaster that the sects in the Upper Cultivation World can't even get, but he's suffering under me. How can my conscience be at ease? "
Madam Wang said, "It's not that I don't want to persuade him, but you also know how stubborn Elder Yu Heng is."
Xue Zhengyong said, "Forget it, forget it. Wife, bring me some of those muscle revitalization and pain relievers. I'll go take a look at Yu Heng."
"The white ones should be taken orally, the red ones should be applied externally."
Madam Wang handed two small porcelain bottles to Xue Zhengyong and said, "I heard Ran Er say that Elder Yu Heng has been cleaning lions at the Bridge of Helplessness for the past few days. You should be able to find him there."
Xue Zhengyong carried the porcelain bottles and sprinted to the vicinity of the jade bridge.
Chu Wanning was there as expected. It was currently afternoon, and the disciples were all busy cultivating. Very few people passed by the Bridge of Helplessness.
Chu Wanning was the only one standing alone on the winding jade bridge. His figure was tall and straight, and he had a natural strength of character.
The leaves on both sides of the bridge rustled. His white robes were trimmed with bamboo, and he looked like a gentleman.
Xue Zhengyong walked over and laughed heartily, "Elder Yu Heng, are you admiring the fish?"
Chu Wanning turned his face, "My Lord is joking. This river is connected to the Yellow Springs of the Ghost World. How can there be fish here?"
"Haha, I'm just joking with you.
You're too elegant, but not humorous enough. If you continue like this, you won't be able to get a wife. "
Chu Wanning, "ā¦"
"Here, medicine for injuries. My wife made it.
The white ones should be taken orally, and the red ones should be applied externally.
It's very useful.
I'll give it to you. "
"ā¦" Chu Wanning did not want to accept it at first, but when he saw that Xue Zhengyong was rather proud of himself and seemed to cherish the medicine made by his wife, he could not refuse. Thus, he accepted it and said lightly, "Thank you."
Xue Zhengyong was a rough man, but he was rather reserved in front of Chu Wanning. There were many things that he did not dare to casually talk about. After thinking for a while, he picked a topic, "Yu Heng, the Spiritual Mountain Sword Conference will be held in three years. At that time, the young talents of various sects will gather and compete. What do you think Meng 'er and Ran' er's chances of winning?"
Chu Wanning said, "It's hard to say what will happen in three years.
I only know that for now, Mo Ran does not seek to improve, and Xue Meng underestimates his opponent.
Neither of them should be like this. "
His words were straightforward, harsh, and did not beat around the bush.
Xue Zhengyong's face was a little embarrassed. He muttered, "Ah, they're just children ā¦"
Chu Wanning said, "They're already in their twenties. They're not young anymore."
Xue Zhengyong said, "That's true, but they're not even twenty yet. As their father and uncle, I can't help but be biased. Haha."
Chu Wanning said, "It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach. It's the teacher's fault if the son doesn't teach strictly.
If these two go on the wrong path in the future, it's our responsibility. How can we be biased? "
"ā¦"
Chu Wanning said again, "My Lord, do you still remember that Linyi Confucian Wind Sect also had two geniuses back then?"
When he mentioned this, Xue Zhengyong's heart could not help but sink.
More than twenty years ago, Linyi Confucian Wind Sect, the biggest sect in the upper cultivation world, had a pair of brothers. Both of them were young and talented. They could subdue a hundred-year-old demon on their own at the age of ten. At the age of fifteen, they could already create their own spells and establish their own sect.
However, two tigers could not live on one mountain. Because both of them were outstanding, in the end, the brothers fought against each other.
During the Spirited Mountain Sword Conference, the younger brother was despised by all sects and elders because he spied on his elder brother's spells and Tantric Buddhism.
After the conference, the younger brother was immediately punished by his father. He was proud and arrogant and could not take setbacks. From then on, he harbored hatred in his heart and specialized in the Dao of Deceit. In the end, he degenerated into a deranged devil.
Chu Wanning mentioned this old incident at this time undoubtedly to tell Xue Zhengyong that although Xue Meng and Mo Ran were outstanding, their temperament was more important than spells.
Unfortunately, Xue Zhengyong was strict with himself and serious with his disciples, but he was muddle-headed with his son and nephew to the point of spoiling them. Therefore, he did not listen to Chu Wanning's words. He only laughed and said, "With Elder Yu Heng's guidance, they won't walk the same path as those two brothers."
Chu Wanning shook his head.
"Human nature is stubborn. If you don't make up your mind, it won't be easy to change."
When he said this, Xue Zhengyong couldn't help but feel uneasy. He didn't know if Chu Wanning was implying something.
After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but say, "Yu Heng, aren't you a little ā¦ ah, I said, don't be angry. Are you looking down on my nephew?"
Chu Wanning did not mean this. He didn't think that Xue Zhengyong would misunderstand so much. He choked for a moment.
Xue Zhengyong said worriedly, "Actually, I don't really care if they can make a name for themselves in three years.
Especially Ran Er. He suffered a lot since he was young and his personality is unavoidably stubborn. I hope you don't dislike him because he grew up in a restaurant.
Ah, he's the only flesh and blood my elder brother left in this world. I've always felt guilty towards him ā¦ "
Chu Wanning interrupted Xue Zhengyong, saying, "Lord misunderstands. I won't look down on him.
If I cared about Mo Ran's background, I wouldn't be willing to take him as my disciple. "
Seeing that he was straightforward and firm, Xue Zhengyong said happily, "That's good, that's good."
Chu Wanning's gaze once again landed on the surging river under the bridge. He watched the surging waves, the clamoring of the waves, and didn't say anything else.
Unfortunately, their conversation on the bridge and Chu Wanning's confession were easily swallowed by the waves, just like in his previous life.
In the end, no one else heard him saying that he didn't dislike Mo Ran.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Chu Wanning summoned his three disciples to the Red Lotus Pavilion and said, "Your spiritual cores have stabilized. I called you here today to bring you to Xuying Peak and try to summon your weapons."
Upon hearing this, Xue Meng and Shi Mei opened their eyes wide. They were overjoyed.
Xuying Peak was the holy mountain of the upper cultivation world. It was a thousand feet tall and ten thousand feet tall.
According to legend, Xuying Peak was once the place where the God Gouchen Upper Palace forged his sword.
The Gouchen Upper Palace was the God of Weapons. It was in charge of the North and South Celestial Poles and ruled all the weapons in the world.
When the Celestial Ruler eliminated the demons, the Gouchen Upper Palace used the mountain as its foundation, the lake and the sea as its pool, and its own divine blood as the fire to forge the first real "sword" in the world. This sword penetrated the heavens and the earth. When it struck, the Divine Land was torn apart and the seawater flowed backward.
With the "sword" in hand, the Celestial Ruler suppressed the demons under the earth within two moves. From then on, it was impossible for them to rise again.
And those two moves traversed the territory of the human world, creating two ferocious deep ravines.
After this battle, it rained heavily for thousands of years. The deep trenches created by the two divine swords were filled with rainwater. Since then, they became the Yangtze River and the Yellow River that gave birth to countless creatures.
As for Xuying Peak, where the divine sword broke the world, it became a sacred place for cultivators of the later generations to worship.
The spiritual energy left behind by the ancient gods was very rich. Until today, there were still countless mysterious spirits and strange flowers growing in the mountains.
Countless cultivators saw through the Dao at Xuying Peak and ascended.
However, to the people of the world, the biggest attraction of this strange peak where the divine sword was forged was its "Jincheng Pool".
It was an ice pool at the top of Xuying Peak that was frozen all year round.
Legend has it that in order to create a divine sword, the Gouchen Upper Palace cut open his palm and squeezed in his own divine blood. A drop of his blood splashed onto the low-lying area of the mountain peak. Even after millions of years, the divine blood did not dry up. It became this clear golden pool that was surrounded by the later generations.
Regardless of whether this legend was true or not, the wonders of the Jincheng Pool were not lies.
Although it was frozen all year round, there were very few Daoists who could use the power of their Spirit Cores to temporarily melt the water in the pool. Then, an ancient beast would leap out of the pool with a weapon in its mouth and offer it to the people on the shore.
Xue Meng couldn't wait to ask, "Shizun, when you took the Divine Martial Skill, what kind of ancient beast jumped out?"
Chu Wanning said, "Kun Peng."
When Xue Meng heard this, his eyes flashed with enthusiasm, "That's great!
I can see the Kun Peng now! "
Mo Ran mocked, "Wait until you melt the lake water first."
"What do you mean?
Do you think I can't melt the Jincheng Pool? "
Mo Ran laughed, "Aiya, why are you angry? I didn't say that."
Chu Wanning said, "It might not be the Kun Peng that comes out of the lake with a weapon. It is said that there are hundreds of divine beasts living in the Jincheng Pool that protect the Spirit of the Divine Martial. As long as one of them likes you, it will find the weapon that it can get and offer it to the people on the shore.
Moreover, these divine beasts have different temperaments and will give you all kinds of requests. If you can't fulfill them, they will take the weapon and return to the bottom of the lake. "
Xue Meng asked curiously, "Is that so?
Master, what did the Kun Peng ask you for? "
Chu Wanning said, "It said it wanted to eat meat buns."
The three disciples were stunned for a moment and then laughed. Xue Meng said, "I was scared to death, I thought it was something difficult."
Chu Wanning also smiled faintly and said, "I was just lucky.
These Mythological Beasts have all kinds of strange requests. I once heard that someone summoned a Xi Shu, and that little rat asked that person to marry his wife to it. That person did not agree, so the Xi Shu took the weapon and left. From then on, that person never had the opportunity to obtain the Divine Martial Skill. "
Shi Mei murmured, "That's such a pity ā¦"
Chu Wanning looked at him and said, "What's so pitiful about it?
I respect him as a gentleman. "
Shi Mei hurriedly said, "Master misunderstood, that's not what I meant.
A wife can't be exchanged with any powerful weapon, I just feel that it's a pity that he missed out on such a divine weapon. "
Chu Wanning said, "This is just a rumor, it's a pity that I don't have the chance to meet such a person.
Many years ago in the Jin Cheng Lake, I saw what it meant by 'the human heart is terrible,' dirty my eyes. "
He paused, as if he remembered something, and there was a faint haze between his eyebrows.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it.
In these thousands of years, the Jin Cheng Lake has witnessed how many people's hearts haven't changed, and how many people's hearts have been exposed.
In front of the Divine Martial, how many people can give up the opportunity to become a Celestial Venerable and stick to their hearts without hesitation ā¦?
Hehe. "
Chu Wanning sneered twice, as if something in his memory had touched his reverse scale. His expression gradually became indifferent, and his lips finally closed, he closed his mouth and didn't say anything.
His sword-like eyebrows were slightly knitted. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be a little disgusted.
"Master, it's said that the Divine Martial of the Jin Cheng Lake each has its own temper. Did you use it well at the beginning?" Xue Meng saw that he was unhappy, so he changed the topic and asked.
Chu Wanning raised his eyelids and said lightly, "I have three Divine Martial, which one do you think?"