Chapter 868 Grandma Wen
Su Jing moved the stool and sat a little closer. She rolled up her sleeves and groped into the ice water, saying, "I saw it when Wen Cong was taking off your clothes just now. , Ah... I found it.”
Bailian’s face suddenly turned red and embarrassed, his body tightened, and goosebumps appeared one by one.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Su Jing!"
What does this kid mean!
No matter how stupid you are, you still have to have a temper, right?
Even if they are not interested in being intimate with each other, same-sex relationships cannot be so unrestrained!
Su Jing opened her eyes wide and saw his strange appearance. She quickly let go and shouted: "Wen Hanwei! Wen Hanwei!"
Bailian suddenly became anxious: "What did you call her for?" ? Stop it!"< br>
"What are you calling me for?" The closed door was pushed open by a bare hand. Wen Hanwei squinted at the two people in the room, her cold gaze turned around Bai Lian very indifferently, and then Slowly moved to the direction of Su Jing.
Su Jing pointed to the body of Bailian, frowned and said: "He is sick again. He screams in pain when touched. Please think of a way."
Hearing this, Wen Hanwei's face turned slightly. He glanced at Su Jing strangely: "Did you touch him?"
Su Jing nodded.
Wen Hanwei's expression became even weirder. She walked over to avoid Su Jing's palm, stretched out two slender white fingers and gently pinched her wet sleeves.
Lead her out like a puppy: "Stop talking now, I'll take you out to wash your hands."
Balian opened his lips wordlessly, his expression blank.
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In the next few days, Bailian’s injuries improved at an alarming rate.
Of course, the main reason was that he had no face to see those two people and refused their care to the death, so that he could have normal treatment time.
After removing the bandages on his chest and arms, Bailian sat on the bed, took out the green bead pendant and stared at it for a long time.
The most beautiful encounter in the world of mortals, the most precious memory in this world...
Did it end in vain after all?
He put the pendant away, spread out his empty palm, and looked at his hand, which was as weak as a frail scholar. He didn't want it to be a hand holding a sword and practicing.
Bailian wondered whether he would still be qualified to hold her hand in the future.
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After recovering from his injury, Bailian was not in a hurry to leave Nanze Mountain, just because Su Guanhai visited him once or twice while he was recovering from his injuries.
After several conversations, Su Guanhai looked at him responsibly, explained Su Jing's situation to him in detail, and said that he hoped he could stay longer.
Su Jing doesn’t have many friends and has a withdrawn and gloomy personality. Sometimes Su Jing may not even be able to listen to what he, a father, says.
But Su Guanhai said that Bai Lian was different. Su Jing's attitude towards him was obviously different from others, and it was rare that he was willing to get close to him.
So Su Guanhai hoped to delay him for some time to hone Su Jing's temperament, teach her to read, learn calligraphy, and understand the principles of the world.
Bailian naturally has no reason to refuse.
This time on the mountain, Su Guanhai spared no effort to heal his and Yin Baishuang's injuries. Later, he took him in after he had an unpleasant quarrel with his father, and even asked the old man Yaoxian to treat him.
It is naturally difficult to refuse the request of the Taoist leader of the three sects in the world.
Of course, Bai Lian is not averse to getting along with Su Jing.
To him, although Su Jing seemed silent and withdrawn, he had a gloomy temper and was difficult to get along with.
But out of a sympathy mentality, Su Jing's childhood was quite similar to his.
Su Jing was able to treat him as a friend, and he was very happy and naturally treated him sincerely.
However, Bailian also asked Su Guanhai to promise him not to let people in the sect know that Baili Yu's son was temporarily staying in Taixuan Sect.
Therefore, Taixuanzong had an additional registered disciple from the outer sect who was out of season.
Bailian did not return to Su Jing's bamboo garden. He had picked Feng Xuanzi's elixir and killed his chickens and fish.
With Balian’s temperament, he originally wanted to come to the door and apologize proactively.
But Su Guanhai persuaded him in every possible way, saying that it didn't have to be like this. His junior disciple was stubborn and the problem could not be solved by apologizing.
Su Guanhai said that he did not explain this to him when he was invited to move in, so he, as the elder, should take the responsibility, indicating that he should not take it to heart.
So under Su Guanhai's arrangement, Su Jing also moved to this secluded garden with her small luggage on her back and an unhappy look on her face.
On this day, the red sun is rising, autumn is in full swing, the originally green leaves in the forest are slightly yellowing, and the mountain breeze is clear and slightly cold.
Bailian and Su Jing sat by the wooden window, reading a spiritual law book side by side.
This spiritual law book is a collection of Taixuanzong's exercises, called "Returning to the Snow".
This skill is a set of fire-based palm skills. After practicing to a great extent, one palm discharge can easily turn snowflakes ten miles away. It is extremely powerful. It is a secret skill of Taixuan Zong that is not passed down to others.
However, in front of Bai Lian and Su Jing, more than a dozen books of this kind of skills were laid out neatly on the table.
Bailian was very surprised and confused when he received these Kung Fu books.
For some reason, Su Guanhai's attitude towards him was even more intimate and doting than those of his direct disciples within his sect. This was a treatment that he might not even get in the Tianxi Sword Sect.
In the sect, it is the most basic taboo not to spread the spiritual law books to others, but in front of this sect leader, it seems that these taboos are no longer a problem.
After teaching Su Jing how to read and write, he would force Su Jing to watch and study these spiritual books with him.
However, Su Jing and Bailian were both surprisingly untalented in these orthodox immortal spiritual techniques.
He read the palm technique "Returning from the Snow" over and over again no less than ten times, but he and Su Jing could never grasp the key points of the first palm technique.
Su Jing grabbed "Returning from the Snow" angrily and threw it on the ground angrily: "I won't study anymore! I can't learn it anyway."
Baili An Gong bent down to pick it up. He patted the footprints on it and said with a helpless smile: "It's really scary if you don't have the talent for cultivation. Su Jing, I I have watched you fight several times, and you are quite handy with the black flames. You look very powerful. I wonder what kind of magic you have?” Huo Yan, I don’t know any spiritual techniques, and I can’t learn any of the spiritual techniques in the scripture library at home.”
Balian opened her lips silently, she was gifted with emotion.
Su Jing grabbed his arm and shook it, saying, "I can't learn anything anyway, so why don't we go to the river to catch fish and grill them?"
Bailian looked at his hands. He was holding a book, and his thumb gently rubbed the words "turn snow and return" on the book, and he shook his head bitterly.
Su Jing frowned, took a step back, and compromised: "Then let's go get some fruit to eat?"
Bailian turned to look at her, smiled at her, and said : "I still want to give it a try."
Su Jing looked at his smile and felt confused for some reason: "No one here dares to bully you."
Bailian thought for a while and then said: "I want to prove it to you. My father sees that I am not an incompetent waste.
I respect him, but I don’t want to be like him. I couldn't move under my feet like that last time.
At least... I hope I can grow up enough to stand in front of him and have time to explain to him that I am not that kind of evil heretic."
Su Jing stopped talking. She hummed and sat next to him obediently.
Balian opened the book again, holding the book in one hand, and kept using his palms with the other hand, but he could not condense a trace of blazing palm wind.
Su Jing crossed her shoulders and looked at Balian's surprisingly serious look. She suddenly said: "Then I will become stronger with you. If your father hits you next time, I will help you beat him. . "
Bailian laughed dumbly. Sure enough, the last time her father suppressed her made her feel resentful.
For such righteous words, he responded with a smile: "Okay!"
Su Jing also laughed happily, pointed to the woods behind the window, and said: " Wen Hanwei knows this palm technique, you can ask her.”
Bai Lian has been staying in Youyuan for some time. He usually helps the Medicine Fairy distinguish medicines, pick medicines and grind medicines, but he rarely sees the woman named Wen Hanwei.
I heard from Yaoxian that his daughter has a cold temperament and does not like to interact with others. Even if she is from the same sect, she will avoid seeing her.
Wen Hanwei rarely goes out of the back mountain. On weekdays, she practices alone in the ten miles of forest outside the secluded garden. It was not surprising that Su Jing said that she would turn into snow and return to Bailian. After all, looking at the clothes that Miss Wen was wearing, it was clear that she had a very high status in the sect.
Bailian thought it would be great if she could get her guidance, but he still asked uneasily: "Will Miss Wen teach me?"
Su Jing nodded and said: "Although Wen Hanwei doesn't like to deal with people, if you tell her that you are my friend, she will not fail to teach you."
Bailian glanced at her and asked with a smile Said: "Why bother? Why don't you come with me to ask her for advice."
Who knows that Su Jing With a little black face, he refused without any discussion: "I won't go."
"Why?"
Su Jing glanced at Balian quickly from the corner of his eye and said sternly Face said: "I just want to learn from you, and then you can teach me after you have learned it."
Su Jing said that Wen Hanwei didn't like to deal with people, so why didn't she do the same?
Since she was young, no one in Taixuan Sect took her seriously.
Even though Wen Hanwei never joined the group of people who despised and oppressed her, her withdrawn and world-weary temperament was created since she was a child.
He and Wen Hanwei were just acquaintances, so naturally he would not come to her to study.
Bailian understood the emotion in her heart and smiled without forcing it. He raised his hand and touched her head and said:
"Thank you for pointing the way for me. Then wait for me here. When we come back, we will go fishing and hunting fruit together."
Su Jing looked up, looked at his chin with bright eyes and nodded. .
Out of the room, following the direction Su Jing pointed, Bailian walked away holding the snow in his hand.
Through the mountain forest trail, at the end of the colorful fallen leaves, in the autumn forest, there is a woman in white standing gracefully.
Behind her was an unsheathed cold sword, and her long black hair was draped behind her shoulders like a waterfall.
In the quiet and mesmerizing autumn wind, the soft hair swaying slightly in the fallen leaves and wind, actually gives people a sense of tranquility in the years.
The woman holds the sword in her right hand, holding the cold sword close to her arm. She quietly pinches the sword technique with her left hand, her eyes closed tightly.
Bailian stopped and did not interrupt.
Suddenly the sword spirit rose, and the quiet autumn wind in the forest suddenly became as sharp and awe-inspiring as a knife. The yellow and falling rain in the forest rolled up against the wind. With the woman as the center, the pure white sword spirit scattered in all directions. Directly cut the surrounding space into wisps of broken light.
The early morning sun shines through the sparse leaves in the forest, turning into mottled shimmers that shine on the woman's snow-like skin.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her beautiful eyes. The left hand holding the sword hand dropped down. The slender and graceful jade hand was covered by the wide sleeves, leaving only a trace of fingertips as white as jade.
At the same time, the fallen leaves that were rolling up all over the sky fell straight down in the space that was broken into pieces of light and shadow, as if without any support, even though the autumn wind had not stopped.
"Is something wrong?" She didn't move a step, turning her head slightly to look at the young man not far behind her, her voice was cold and her profile was as graceful as jade.
Bailian looked at the fallen leaves on the ground, speechless.
He slowly knelt down and picked up a fallen leaf. The fallen leaf had long lost moisture and turned yellow. It broke into pieces with a slight squeeze of his fingers.
But just now, in the world filled with sword energy, the exquisite sword energy easily cut through space and light.
He believed that even a great cultivator in the Takumi realm would be able to stand within the scope of Fangcai's sword energy for only a very short moment.
Without moving a single step, she could chop the body of this Takumi realm practitioner into countless pieces.
This was not enough to shock Balian. What was really scary was the fallen leaves all over the ground.
Looking around, all the fallen leaves are floating in the sword energy space, but not a single fallen leaf on the ground was damaged by the sword energy, they were all intact!
To be able to send and receive such terrifying sword energy freely shows how much one has to understand the way of the sword!
Bailian thought in shock, even looking at the world, apart from his father, there may be only Thirteen Swords of Tianxi from Baituo Mountain who can do this.
He let go of the dead leaves in his hands, and felt something clear in his heart. He looked at the person named Wen Hanwei with a hint of awe and admiration in his eyes.
Remembering that I mentioned the famous Nine Classics of Taixuanzong to the Taixuanzong disciple named Wen Yu and the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi just a few days ago, I never thought that I would be lucky enough to meet him so quickly today. At first sight.
Bailian stood up straight and saluted Wen Hanwei respectfully. His mind was still in shock. He was about to open his mouth to salute when he suddenly recalled the words of the Medicine Fairy Wen Cong that his daughter was more than two hundred years older than him. Year old words come.
So the greetings that came out of the mouth became like this:
"Grandma Wen."
Grandma Wen?
As soon as this title came out of his mouth, Balian fainted.
Wen Hanwei's pupils grew slightly, her lips moved slightly, and she repeated: "Grandma Wen...?"
Even the pause in the middle is subtly similar.
Bailian was so ashamed that he covered his face with the book in his hand, and whispered: "No...I didn't mean it..."
Wen Hanwei put the sword into the ancient sheath, Wrap the sword in a cloth bag and hold it slanted behind your back.
She slowly turned around and looked at Balian, with a faint smile in her cold and beautiful light brown eyes:
"Given my age, you can call me grandma. There is nothing wrong with it, but Baili Sect Master is older than me. If you call me Grandma Wen, when I see Baili Sect Master in the future, will I have to touch his head and call him nephew?”
Bailian suddenly sweated. He didn't expect that Wen Hanwei, who looked as cold as ice and cared about words like gold, could also make fun of people. It was really surprising.
"That... that, a slip of the tongue, Miss Wen, please don't be offended."
Wen Hanwei's eyes moved, and she reached out to take the copy of "Huaxuegui" that Bai Lian had covered her face. Said: "The sect leader actually even I leave it to you to return to the capital."
She did not hide the surprise in her tone, and she was very smart. She had already guessed what the sect leader had in mind, and she even guessed what the reason for Balian's sudden visit was. Why.
“Do you want me to teach you how to practice turning snow to return?” Wen Hanwei asked.
Bailian nodded, looked at her and asked sincerely: "Can you teach me?"
Wen Hanwei asked again: "Did Su Jing ask you to come?"
Bailian An Xin thought that this girl's guess was really accurate, so she nodded honestly. Head: "Yes."
Wen Hanwei did not preach, nor did she not preach. The morning breeze stirred her dark hair, and her light brown eyes were like clear and beautiful amber, which should be lined with strands. Hair is indeed a beautiful picture.
She asked again: "If I teach you, will you teach Su Jing when you go back?"
Baili'an felt uneasy, shouldn't he be allowed to teach?
But as honest as he was, he nodded.
Wen Hanwei's beautiful face showed no signs of displeasure or change. She nodded and continued to ask, "Why is that so?"
Bailian looked at her and answered seriously without thinking. Said: "Because I follow Su Jing is a friend."
"Friend..." Wen Hanwei murmured, and then her amber eyes became clearer, and the corners of her thin, cold lips raised in an undetectable arc. , seemed very satisfied with this answer.
She returned the melted snow in her hand to him and said, "Okay, I'll teach you."
Bailian said happily, "Thank you, Miss Wen."
It turns out that Miss Wen is a cold-faced person. A warm-hearted person.
“But I have a condition.” Wen Hanwei said.
“What conditions.”
"Would you like to be friends with me?"
"What?" Balian thought he heard wrongly and was stunned.
Wen Hanwei's unpainted snow-white cheeks were slightly lowered, as if she was a little embarrassed, and her tone became a little hesitant: "I... I usually stay alone in the mountains. No...no friends. If you can be friends with me, I can teach you whatever you don’t understand.”
After hearing this, Balian felt that this world was simply weird. .
For people like him and Su Jing, who have been alone since childhood, it is not uncommon for them to be looked down upon and ridiculed by others, but for a beauty like Wen Hanwei, it is impossible to say that she is born with great talent. A rare choice, how could such a person lack friends? !
Seemingly understanding Balian's shocked and confused look, Wen Hanwei coughed lightly, pretending to be unintentional, fiddled with her well-manicured nails, and whispered: "Actually, I am the Ninth Sutra of Taixuan."
< br>Bailian never thought about that coldness There would be times when Wen Hanwei, who was stingy with words, would act like a daughter. He nodded blankly: "I know, I guessed it just now when I saw Miss Wen practicing her sword."
But she is It’s only now that we know that Taixuan ranks ninth.
The Ninth Sutra of Taixuan, the Brahma Yin Sword Sutra.
It is also the only one among the Nine Classics that focuses on swordsmanship.
(End of this chapter)