The moon was bright and the stars were few.
Zhao Ling 'er moaned and slowly woke up.
"Where am I?"
"By the way, I was being chased by the Moon Worship Disciples. It was Young Master Xu who saved me!”
She turned around and saw White Fox 'er smiling at her.
"Sister, how long have I been asleep?"
"It's already the third watch.”As she spoke, White Fox 'er handed her a cup of tea." Young Master has instructed you to drink a cup of tea to relieve your fatigue when you wake up.”
The tea was not ordinary tea. It was a spiritual tea that Bai Suzhen had given Xu Xian before she left. It was very beneficial to cultivators.
As expected, after drinking a cup of spiritual tea, Zhao Ling 'er felt that the spiritual energy in her body had recovered by more than half.
"I haven't thanked you properly for taking me in. Where is young master?”
White Fox 'er pouted at the only soft cushion in the carriage.
"Young Master said that a man and a woman being alone in a room will affect your reputation, so I'll give you the position.”
"This…"
When Zhao Ling 'er heard this, she remained silent for a long time.
She felt her nose turn sour and had the urge to cry out loud.
Ever since her grandmother was killed, she had wandered to the mainland alone.
After experiencing the cold and warmth of the human world, the people he met were either lustful and had ulterior motives, or fierce Moon Worship Disciples who pursued him relentlessly.
Zhao Ling 'er's heart felt warm. She struggled to get up and wanted to thank Xu Xian.
"There is no need to thank me. Young Master doesn't like these worldly customs. Also, since you want to follow the young master, you have to call me big sister like Blackie, understand?”
"Greetings, Big Sister."
White Fox 'er was overjoyed and praised Zhao Ling' er's intelligence.
However…
Zhao Ling 'er also realized that her newly acknowledged big sister was getting closer and closer to her, and the corners of her mouth even held a trace of a wicked smile.
What was Big Sis doing?
Zhao Ling 'er had a suspicious expression.
White Fox 'er suddenly reached out and gently pinched her pink cheeks.
Zhao Ling 'er's body stiffened and she didn't dare to move.
Ever since she was young, other than her parents and grandparents, she had never been touched by anyone, not even a woman.
While she was at a loss, White Fox 'er finally let go of her hand, allowing Zhao Ling' er to heave a sigh of relief.
"Hehe, it's really smooth and tender."
Zhao Ling 'er had an embarrassed expression as she said awkwardly,""Big sister, you…"
"Don't worry, don't worry. We're all girls, so we'll have a lot of meat to touch. Or are you more willing to let Young Master touch you?”White Fox waved her hand indifferently.
Zhao Ling 'er's face was red. She couldn't help but think of the warm touch Xu Xian had placed on her forehead when she was unconscious.
For some reason, not only did she not feel disgusted, but she was also a little infatuated with that feeling deep in her heart.
"Look at how shy you are. What's the big deal? Before I transformed, the young master often hugged me.”
After a pause, White Fox 'er's tone became downcast and she continued with a hint of resentment,""But after transforming into human form, Young Master stopped hugging me. Sigh, forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this anymore! Get out of the car first. Young Master wants you to look for him after you wake up. He still has some things to ask you.”
The cold moonlight shone on the earth, and there were occasionally a few croaks of frogs. After it disappeared, it returned to silence.
The two women walked along the path and passed through a low bush.
The distant sound of zither music rang in his ears.
"This is?"
Zhao Ling 'er was stunned and could not help but look at Bai Hu' er beside her.
"It's Young Master who is preaching. You will know in the future.”
As White Fox 'er spoke, she looked anxious.
Seeing that Zhao Ling 'er had yet to fully recover, it was difficult for her to move. He might as well split out a portion of his spiritual energy and carry the other party on the grass waves.
Zhao Ling 'er was more and more surprised as she listened to the zither music.
At first, the sound of the zither was no different from an ordinary zither sound. However, when she sank into her thoughts, she felt that the zither sound suddenly changed. It became strange and treacherous. It seemed to contain endless angry thunder, and the sound shook her soul.
The sound of the zither gradually rang out, and the scenery before Zhao Ling 'er's eyes also changed along with it.
The moon was clear and the stars were sparse, but in an instant, the wind and clouds changed.
Pa! Pa!
Bean-sized raindrops fell, and dark clouds rolled in the sky.
Zhao Ling 'er was shocked and could not help but turn to look at Bai Hu' er.
However, he was surprised to find that the other party's expression was normal.
Just as he was feeling puzzled, suddenly!
Rumble!
Between heaven and earth, a huge sword that could support the sky and earth cut through the sky and slashed straight at her.
The giant sword was surrounded by purple lightning, carrying the power to destroy the world, as if it wanted to split the entire world apart.
Zhao Ling 'er's face was filled with terror, but she realized that she could not move.
At this moment.
With a loud bang, the zither music disappeared.
The dark clouds and lightning swords that Zhao Ling 'er saw instantly disappeared.
Before she could figure out what had happened, White Fox 'er, who was beside Zhao Ling' er, cheered and pulled her up a high slope.
At the top of the slope, Xu Xian was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock in a sky-blue Confucian robe.
The moonlight was as cold as frost, illuminating his entire being.
It was as if an immortal had descended.
Under the huge rock, the black flood dragon was tightly shut, and its face was filled with pain.
Zhao Ling 'er was about to ask what had happened when she saw Xu Xian shake his head at her.
Under the huge rock, the black flood dragon's expression gradually calmed down as it opened its eyes.
"Sir…"
The black flood dragon stood up and bowed to Xu Xian.
"How is it?" Xu Xian waved his hand and asked.”
"Xiao Hei is ashamed that he only comprehended half of it.”
The black flood dragon looked annoyed. Although he had a demon body, he was still the legendary flood dragon that could control lightning and rain.
However, he was still unable to comprehend the thunder sword technique in Xu Xian's zither music.
Xu Xian nodded with a calm expression before turning to look at Zhao Ling 'er.
"Do you have many doubts?"
Zhao Ling 'er bowed to Xu Xian like the black flood dragon and said,""Young master, why did I hear the zither music just now and see the lightning sword split the world apart and almost kill me?”
Xu Xian chuckled and did not answer, but White Fox 'er looked at Zhao Ling' er in surprise.
"Ling Er, did you really see the lightning sword?“
Zhao Ling 'er nodded. When she recalled the invincible giant sword just now, she still felt a lingering fear.
The black flood dragon explained with a bitter expression,"Sir, you preach with the zither. Those with good talent can resonate with spiritual energy when they hear the zither. Those with outstanding talent could hear the thunder along with the zither music. Blackie was slow. After listening for half a month, it could barely see a trace of lightning.”
"You don't have to be upset, Blackie." Since ancient times, there had been an endless stream of talented people. However, the path of cultivation was not just about talent. The most important thing was perseverance.”
The path of cultivation was difficult and dangerous, not to mention the various life and death tribulations. It was that thousands of years of loneliness that was not something that ordinary people could bear.
Zhao Ling 'er was a descendant of a Saint, and her aptitude could not be said to be low.
However, in the Legend of the Sword and Fairy series, three generations of Nu Snail's descendants were trapped by love and did not have a good ending.
The black flood dragon's heart trembled as it bowed respectfully to Xu Xian.
"Sir, Little Black will remember it."
Xu Xian nodded and turned to Zhao Ling 'er, secretly praising her.
The descendants of Saints were indeed blessed by the heavens, and even he had to admire their talent.
"Ling 'er, I called you over because I have something to ask you.”
Ever since she was young, Zhao Ling 'er had been taught immortal techniques by her grandmother.
However, other than the few immortal techniques passed down from her mother that were considered exquisite, the rest of the immortal techniques could only be considered mediocre.
She had never thought that swordsmanship could be cultivated in this way, and she admired Xu Xian even more.
"Please speak, Young Master."
"I wonder if you know Li Xiao Yao?”
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