Chapter 349 Nervous
It is true that people who eat from others are grateful and who take from others are lenient.
I don’t know whether this little girl is brave or timid.
Do you think she is brave?
Her eyes were timid, as if someone was bullying her.
You say she is timid?
When it moved, the other children screamed and ran away, but she was the only one still pestering it.
The spirit turtle stood up, like a mountain, its dark blue shell was thick and heavy, with tiny scratches all over it from years of wind and frost.
The little girl stood with her back to the light, holding a grass-green purse embroidered with a few orange-red apricots in one hand and a candy ball in the other, trying to raise her head - "Turtle! Do you want more candy? I still have candy balls!"
The small purse may look small, but it is a storage device that can be opened without spiritual power or divine awareness. In addition to candied fruits, it also contains snacks such as sugar balls and nuts.
This kind of thing has always been expensive, and even for a well-off family, it takes a lot of determination to buy it.
Either it would be bought for favored mortal descendants, or it would be provided exclusively for children like her who had not yet absorbed the energy into their bodies.
Not to mention the former, even cultivators cannot guarantee that their children will have spiritual roots.
The latter will only need a few years at most to embark on the path of cultivation.
By then, the capacity of any storage bag will be much larger than this one, so it will naturally be replaced.
A pampered child! Probably never received a beating from society.
The candy ball was so small that it wasn't even enough to fill the gaps between teeth.
But...it smells really good.
The turtle narrowed its eyes and moved its head slightly.
It's probably been nearly a hundred thousand years since anyone called it "turtle" in such a sweet and sticky way. Senior Spirit Turtle felt a little embarrassed.
I wanted to let this girl experience the sufferings of the world, so a splash of water swept her up. Then I sighed secretly and put her down steadily on the ground.
Today is that girl's good day, so let's not cause any trouble and embarrass her.
Senior Linggui quickly found an excuse for himself.
Then he lay down on the spot, closed his eyes again, and started pretending to sleep.
"Turtle! Don't you like candy balls? I'll peel the seeds for you! They're so delicious! Maomao loves them the most!"
"Turtle! Open your mouth! Ah——"
The soft little palm reached out, grabbed its snow-white beard, and then shook it gently.
It chirps a lot and likes to move its hands and feet, like a little ant crawling into one's nostrils.
Senior Linggui was a little annoyed and wanted to lose his temper, but it was as if there was a hole in his body that kept leaking air, and he could never hold back enough energy.
So it closed its five senses and forced itself to fall asleep.
Senior Linggui said that he could sleep for a hundred years, and that was no joke.
No one in this world can wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and similarly, no one can wake up a spiritual beast that is pretending to be asleep.
Especially since this is a spirit turtle.
Uncle Qiu finally discovered what his granddaughter was doing. He stopped bragging, ran over and kowtowed to the spirit turtle three times before he left with his granddaughter in his arms.
Fortunately, the banquet had not officially started yet. After a moment of fear, Uncle Qiu pulled his granddaughter into his arms and quickly changed his seat.
In many people's minds, turtle-like spirit beasts are always slow and have abnormally good tempers, but the ancestors of the Qiu family came from the Wanjian Sect. Uncle Qiu knows better than anyone how terrifying this guardian spirit beast is when it shows its might.
After all, among the tens of thousands of spiritual beasts in the Wanjian Sect, there is only one that can occupy the main peak square, watch over the younger generation's morning exercises every day, and keep an eye on the pedestrians coming and going on the floating platform.
His usually timid and cautious granddaughter, upon arriving at the Wanjian Sect, became as bold as a leopard and even dared to pull this person's beard. Qiu Bo was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
After something like this happened, given the nature of casual cultivators to seek profit and avoid harm, they should have taken the child away immediately, but the most important thing of the day had not been done yet, and Qiu Bo was unwilling to do so.
Wei Wenxin is a well-deserved celebrity of the Wanjian Sect, and it is about to enter the recruitment season for the Wanjian Sect. An announcement has been posted outside the mountain gate, saying that on the day of Wei Wenxin's Deification Ceremony, all registered residents of the Wanjian Sect can bring their children aged 3-6 to the sect for a buffet.
When the celebration is over, the eldest sister will come to meet these children and see if there is a chance for them to become master and disciple.
The cause and effect relationships in the world of cultivating immortals are intricate and complicated. Everyone wants to take a gamble on whether there is fate or not, and Qiu Bo is no exception.
To be honest, this was not the sect's intention, but Wei Wenxin's own idea.
It all started when Heiguoer excitedly brought a list over, wanting to work with her to select suitable junior brothers and sisters.
The news somehow got out, and those people with connections in the sect started to make plans.
Regardless of whether Wei Wenxin is good at training disciples or not, it is a fact that she is powerful. It is also a fact that the two Enlightenment Teas of Wanjian Sect are on her peak and under her jurisdiction. In addition, Lingsi Peak also has the priority to purchase the immortal plants exchanged with major sects after they are produced.
The rest doesn’t matter, but there is a fairy peach among them. The fruit has the effect of prolonging life and has no side effects. I don’t know how many people are envious of it.
Wei Wenxin was not interested in this kind of master-disciple relationship that was mixed with too many impurities. In addition, after receiving Yue Jinxiu's letter, she soon received a second letter, which tactfully stated that her husband's family did not want their daughter to go to Wanjian Sect to become a disciple. That's why she came up with this idea.
Since the person who required her to consider favors no longer needed them, she could freely choose the one that suits her heart.
By doing this, no matter whether you can find the right person or not, at least you can express your rejection in a tactful way.
The celebration went on in an orderly manner just as she wished.
All the guests from all directions have been arranged properly. She only needs to show up in formal attire and not bring disgrace to the reputation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
At this time, the ceremony had not yet begun. The master and disciple were staying in a courtyard on the main peak, drinking tea and eating snacks.
"Master, I'm a little nervous."
Heiguo was dressed in the uniform of an inner sect disciple today, with her ponytail tied up high and light makeup on, looking exceptionally resolute. But at this moment, she was sitting listlessly on the side, holding a teacup in her hand and sighing continuously.
Wei Wenxin looked at the scroll in his hand, shook off the snack residue on his body, stared at the pages, and said casually: "Why are you nervous? Just listen to the master's instructions, everything will be in our hands."
However, he planned to hold a disciple-accepting ceremony after the God Transformation Ceremony.
It is rare for the Wanjian Sect to dote on its disciples like this.
Basically, after the celebration, the elders of the sect and close friends and relatives are invited to watch the ceremony and hold a small apprenticeship ceremony, which is considered grand.
Being so high-profile is really not the style of the Wanjian Sect's sword practitioners.
But Wei Wenxin felt guilty towards her eldest disciple and wanted to make amends. She was willing to give her disciple this respect, and no one could say anything.
"I'm afraid that after today, I will become the public enemy of my peers, and those who used to be close to me will leave me out of jealousy."
Wei Wenxin snorted coldly: "It's better not to have such a friend! The truly great people were all lonely when they were young! Look at those demon cultivators, they appear in groups, can they be good people?"
Heiguo choked and suddenly didn't know how to respond.
Compared to her master who can set up the formation and fight against others by herself, she has to cooperate with others to set up the sword formation, which seems to be much lower-end?
Alas, I don’t know when I can reach the level of my master.
The master said that she is very suitable for learning sword formations...
She is not lacking in brains or initiative, but she has been studying tirelessly for more than 20 years and has only just gotten started.
Hey!
Just as I was thinking this, I saw the master stand up and walk out of the courtyard in two steps. Before leaving, he just said, "Stay here, don't run around."
Hei Guo quickly jumped up and bowed respectfully: "Yes! Master!"
When I looked up, my master was gone, leaving only a faint fragrance in the air.
To be honest, Master looks really beautiful when she is dressed up!
That cold temperament is so charming!
Black Fruit is nervous, there is no lie about that.
She became even more nervous after her master left.
Finally, he had no choice but to stamp his feet and say, "Sword!"
The smooth hilt of the sword immediately fell into her palm.
When you don't know what to do, practice swordplay!
The sword is faith, the sword is confidence, and the sword is also an eternal friend!
I feel that Cantonese people are very good at speaking, using very short words to describe very complicated things.
Today, when I was reading a book, I saw “砍料加褸” (cut ingredients and add dishes). I didn’t know what 褸 means, so I looked it up and found out that this word means “dishes to go with rice”.
Then I didn’t understand what “cutting ingredients” meant, so I went to look it up.
Going to the roast meat shop on the street to buy barbecued pork, roast goose, poached chicken, soy sauce chicken, crispy roast suckling pig, etc. is called chopped ingredients.
"Zhan" is a verb, and "liao" means a large pile of things that can be chopped.
It's just fun.
I'm working overtime tonight, so I don't know what time I'll be back. I wrote this chapter when Ermao was taking a nap during the day. I'll cook for them in the evening, revise it and post it, then give the kids a bath and coax them to sleep, and then work overtime for a while.
I don’t know if I can write the second chapter before going to bed.
So for the sake of my physical and mental health, I just go with the flow.
