Chapter 1089 Tiger Patrolling the Mountain

Late at night, Master Jingshui told Yang Liudi, her favorite second disciple, some past events from that year. Li Feiyu and Ban Zhuyue from Zhengyang Peak are also expressing their gratitude to their old friends.

Gu Jianchi and several fellow apprentices drank a lot and were already a little drunk when they returned to the bedroom.

He opened the window and looked at the half-quarter moon hanging alone in the night sky, his expression a little confused. He lay in front of the window and slowly poured a bottle of wine in his hand onto the ground, as if he was offering sacrifices to someone far away from the moon. Sun Yao was lying on the bed. Meihezi was extremely excited after receiving the promise from the head master's uncle to move the Five Elements Sect to the Middle Earth. She stripped naked and rode on Sun Yao's body to cater to her, wanting to serve him well. own husband. My husband has been away from Cangyun for a few months and just came back today. I must have

I'm already exhausted. Some of the new bed techniques I've learned in recent months have come in handy.

As a result, Sun Yao didn't seem to be very interested. No matter how hard Mei Hezi worked, Sun Yao was a little absent-minded. Halfway through the couple's squatting, Sun Yao pushed Mei Hezi off of him.

Meihezi was greatly disappointed, but she was a smart woman. Seeing that Sun Yao's expression was wrong, she knew that he had something on his mind, so she snuggled into Sun Yao's arms obediently.

She whispered: "Brother Yao, what's wrong?"

Sun Yao said a little distractedly: "It's nothing, go to sleep." Zui Taoist's life can't be better now. Since his eldest disciple achieved good results in the Duantian Cliff Fight ten years ago, his second disciple has been cultivating. After performing well along the way, Zui Taoist changed his mind and moved from the dilapidated courtyard where he had lived for hundreds of years to the mountain.

In the large courtyard at the waist, the Presbytery even assigned three female servants to be responsible for the food and daily life of the courtyard.

Zui Taoist's Taoism is unfathomable, and he can definitely be ranked among the top five in Cangyun Sect. However, he has always been indifferent to fame and wealth, and he likes drinking, so he always looked gruff and slovenly in the past.

In the past ten years, the two disciples have become more and more energetic, and their white hair has gradually turned into black hair. It seems that living another hundred years is not a problem. Yang Jiu rolled up his sleeves and worked in the kitchen with three female servant disciples for two hours. Finally, he made some dumplings, and then the five of them started eating in the dining room. Master Zui was a person with no airs. In the past ten years, , he is very good to the three servant disciples who serve him. In the past few years, Ye

Xiao Chuan was punished to cross the cliff, and Yang Jiu went down the mountain to practice for several years. When he had nothing to do, he gave some guidance to the three servant disciples. Those who could enter Cangyun Sect, even the handyman disciples, had better qualifications than ordinary people. It's just not as outrageous as Yang Jiu.

Although these three servant disciples did not formally become Zui Taoist's disciples, they were actually Zui Taoist's nominal disciples.

The five of them were laughing and joking. Yang Jiujiu had been bragging to his junior brother, saying how powerful he was in Northern Xinjiang. He was also enjoying himself bragging about his heroic deeds over the years.

This is the last happy time for Yang Jiujiu. During this trip to Northern Xinjiang, her experience has increased a lot, and her cultivation has also increased. She has not broken through the barrier of life and death for more than a year. After tonight's dumpling feast, she will enter A long period of retreat.

To be honest, Ye Xiaochuan is lucky. Breaking through the barrier of life and death generally requires elders to protect the law. Ye Xiaochuan has no experience. He broke through the barrier and reached the state of spiritual silence by practicing thinking over the cliff.

The entrance to life and death, as you can tell from the name, is either life or death. Each of them stands in half. Ye Xiaochuan, protected by only Wangcai, a greedy smelly bird, forced his way into the entrance to life and death. This is a very dangerous thing.

Thanks to the fact that he possesses several volumes of heavenly books and magical powers, and protects his body with the rare treasure Immortality Jue, otherwise we would not know how tall the grass on his grave is now.

Yu Jizi passed by the small courtyard. In the past ten years, he had spent most of his time in a secret cave in the mountain to practice in seclusion. He had only been out for more than a month during the war between good and evil half a year ago.

Tonight, he doesn’t know why, but he wants to walk around Samsara Peak. Every plant, tree, brick and tile here is a source of pride for him. Unfortunately, now the entire Cangyun Mountain is covered with snow, except for the white ones. He couldn't see anything outside, which made him feel a little disappointed. There were many inner sect elite disciples walking along the bluestone path. When they saw the leader walking, they all stood aside and bowed to the leader. The look of awe and worship in the eyes of these young disciples cannot be faked. In their hearts, Yu Jizi is like a god.

. Passing by the courtyard of Master Jingxuan, it was very lively inside. Hu Daoxin and other female disciples were watching the dazzling things in the courtyard. It was the kind that was held in the hand. It made no sound. It released a slight crackling sound. Colorful firelight and Master Jingxuan’s scolding voice came from inside,

Let them practice, Hu Daoxin and others promised, but no one seemed to have any intention of returning to the house, and they were still playing happily.

Yu Jizi shook her head gently, she was already a girl of several decades, how could she still be as playful as a little girl?

Walking past the door of Zui Taoist's courtyard, there was also cheers inside. Through the courtyard door, you could hear Yang Jiu's loud voice, punching fists with Zui Taoist and making drinking orders. What about the five chiefs and two little bees? It was a jade machine to listen. Another shake of the head. This Yang Shijiu has a deep memory. Ten years ago, he reached the realm of spiritual silence just one month after he started. In the past two years, Jianchi said that he was trying to hit the eighth level of spiritual silence. Once he succeeded, his future would be limitless and he had to cultivate it well. , after a hundred years of emergence, Cangyun Sect will ultimately rely on these young people.

Supportive.

Walking through the courtyard of Taoist Chi Yan, Yu Chenzi's courtyard, and the Discipline Courtyard, Yu Jizi walked along the bluestone path, like a tiger patrolling his territory.

Unconsciously, he actually walked onto the bluestone path leading to the back mountain.

The errand disciples of Cang Yun Sect were quite diligent. The snow on the bluestone path in the back mountain, which was rarely visited on weekdays, was also cleaned up by the errand disciples. The snow piled on both sides of the path, as if in the snow-white world, there was a black river winding to the depths of the back mountain.

At the end of the quiet path, there was an old house. Two large white lanterns in front of the house were hung high on the eaves of the door. From a distance, they looked pale, like the pupils of two demons in the dark night, and they looked even more gloomy in the wind.

When Yu Jizi came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the gate of the back mountain ancestral hall where the spirit tablets of the ancestors of Cang Yun Sect were enshrined.

At this time, an old voice came from inside the house: "You are here." Yu Jizi seemed to be familiar with the voice, nor was he surprised at all. He straightened his clothes, dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, pushed open the door of the ancestral hall and walked in.