sjar Chapter 574: Yes, yes
Chapter 574: Yes, yes
Zhu Jiu changed the subject dejectedly.
"I heard that the fourth brother is also a music practitioner, how amazing."
Yue Shangxian's eyes moved slightly, "She taught me."
"Originally, my piano music only had one purpose, to divert my sister's attention when she was feeling depressed and lonely, and to make her feel even worse because of me."
Zhu Jiu: “…”
It's hard to put into words when I hear this argument again.
This story begins on the night when the two came out of the Demon Hunter Guild.
Zhu Jiu's heart was filled with emotions. He was thinking about training Yue Shangxian, who always maintained her humanity, into the successor of the Demon Sect. This was a preparatory idea.
She remembered that when they met, Yue Shangxian played the piano very badly, so she wanted to correct this.
Who knew that when Yue Shangxian took out his seven-stringed harp, he played a beautiful and smooth song "Thousand Mountains in Snow".
Even because the music was so pleasant to the ears, the spirit beasts on the mountain became more active.
Zhu Jiu was shocked at that time. Moon has a second personality?
Later it was learned that he had deliberately used the unpleasant sound of the piano to bother his sister so that she would divert her attention and curse him.
Keeping things in her heart will make her feel depressed, and once she vents her anger and energy, she can sleep well.
Zhu Jiu had a complicated expression at that time.
He never expected that Yue Shangqian, who appeared as cold as the bright moon, was such a delicate and unconventional little boy.
"If you play something nice, maybe your sister will fall asleep in a happy mood."
Moon on the Horizon shook her head subtly, "No, she would be inspired by the beautiful piano music and would stay up all night writing books. Then, out of jealousy that I could play the piano, she would come knocking on my door before dawn the next day and act sarcastic."
"Then I was sulking all day, and fell into bed with a heart attack, and started taking medicine."
"My mother would then blame me for playing the piano for no reason."
Zhu Jiu, Xingjun: "..."
These are real siblings.
"So you played that defiled piece of music for me that day to divert my attention?"
The rising moon glanced at her and nodded.
Zhu Jiu argued: "I wasn't unhappy that day."
The waxing moon glanced at her and said nothing, pretending to be cool, as if to say: Ah, yes, yes, yes.
Zhu Jiu: “…”
My hands are itching. I want to punch him left, right, and then uppercut.
Of course, according to Zhu Jiu's current understanding, the negative emotions that Yue Shangxian often felt from Yue Shangshuang were not because she was too pure to cultivate.
I am just simply "worrying about the country and the people" and thinking about great undertakings.
The demon clan’s country, the demon clan’s people, and the demon clan’s great cause.
Yue Changxi was clueless and simply and clumsily tried to find a way to make her sister feel better.
He thought that he already had enough and there were too many things his sister couldn't do, so it was normal for her to be in a gloomy mood and he shouldn't care about it.
Zhu Jiu and Xing Jun sighed at the same time. Tsk, they were too gentle when they killed the remaining soul of the Demon Lord. They should have flushed it in the toilet a hundred times and then torn it into shrimp threads with their bare hands.
To get back to the point, since Yue Shangxian has an excellent talent for musical instruments, or he has a tendency to develop into a music cultivator, it would be more effective for Zhu Jiu to push him into the path of music.
Strictly speaking, he was practicing dual cultivation, close combat and sound cultivation.
At this moment, Yue Shangxian talked about his sister and suddenly realized something: How could he say so much in front of this person without realizing it?
And his mind was strangely relaxed a little, just like when he told Zhu Jiu about his hatred for the Yue clan before, he confided some of his inner thoughts to Qi Qi.
This was odd; he was so seldom talkative.
Yue Shangxian's expression changed slightly, and he finally looked at Zhu Jiu seriously.
I didn't notice anything strange, just a bright smile and a calm look.
His high psychological defenses were put up again. He didn't want to get entangled, so he stood up and went to the next floor without saying another word.
But Zhu Jiu raised his voice behind him, "Fourth Senior Brother, I think we should try to avoid the battle in the Gewu Tower and minimize the damage. What do you think?"
The smell of blood she had smelled earlier had dissipated.
The 80th level would not be so difficult for the current Moon-Crossing, unless his fighting style was very reckless and he did not care too much about his own safety.
Yue Shangxian paused and said coldly, "It's none of your business."
Zhu Jiu smiled and said, "The blood is wasted in vain, doesn't anyone feel sorry for it?"
Yue Shangxian's jaw tightened, and he could not help thinking of how Zhu Jiu had touched the teeth marks on his collarbone with care, and whispered softly, "Don't get hurt all the time, it will make me sad."
Why was she sad? Wasn’t the blood from her sadness going into her mouth?
Then why don't you come and suck his blood now?
The waxing moon suddenly sneered, and the sound echoed in the rest room with an especially gloomy tone.
Zhu Jiu’s heart skipped a beat. What does this reaction mean?
Her original intention was to remind him of the warmth they had in the past, and to tell him not to be too reckless in a fight, and to avoid getting hurt if possible. Why was he laughing?
She didn't realize that the waxing moon had already gone.
Without thinking much, she stood up, clapped her hands, and walked to the next floor.
Then she discovered that every time she met Moon-Cross in the rest area at the back, his injuries were more serious.
Although the later levels are very difficult, some injuries should not appear at first glance.
Zhu Jiu: “…”
So, it backfired?
I don't understand his train of thought.
In the rest area on the 85th floor, Zhu Jiu knelt in front of Yue Shangxian, who was too seriously injured to move forward. The latter was breathing weakly, his crescent-white clothes were already blood-red and tattered, his wounds were visible to the bone, his face was stained with blood, and his consciousness was blurred.
A pair of eyes stared at the sky with distracted and cold eyes.
Like a dying puppet, it doesn't matter whether it is dead or alive.
Zhu Jiu stuffed the Blood Healing Pill and Soul Restoring Pill given by Chu Yi into his mouth, frowning and looking puzzled.
"Why is this happening?"
The waxing moon said nothing, its eyes unmoved.
Only when the tower spirit calculated the number of levels and teleported him out did a weak and trembling voice float in the empty rest room.
"Don't you like my blood? Why don't you show up yet?..."
A hint of grievance was buried at the bottom of the almost choked voice and was almost inaudible.
Zhu Jiu stood there stiffly for a long time, his eyes felt sore and swollen, with a little redness under his eyes.
She lowered her eyes to look at the trace of blood remaining on her fingertips, which was so bright red that it was a little blinding.
He brought it to his lips and took a tentative bite.
Astringent.
It's like taking a bite of the heart of the waxing moon.
……
At that time, not long after the Gewu Tower was opened, the Jueya Information Audit Department had quickly discovered Qiqi's background.
The information soon appeared on Mo Huaizun's desk.
The scent of ink wafts in the air, and the incense burner smells fragrant.
A hand with slender fingers brushed by, and Mo Huaizun flipped through the books indifferently while listening to the deacon elder's regret.
The general idea is that he didn't do his job well and let Qiqi's existence become known to everyone.
Of course, it also shows that Qiqi's personality contrast before and after caused him to be careless and imprudent for a moment.
There was also the verbal bet between several true disciples and Qiqi.
The communication channel was silent for a long time, and Mo Huaizun was reluctant to speak.
The deacon elder felt bitter, because the chief was young and his cultivation was not at the top level, but his aura was as if he was born with it after eating ten Jueya Sect Masters, making people dare not neglect him at all.
However, this also proves Mo Huaizun's leadership. A good successor can ensure that Jueya will have no worries for the next thousand years.
The deacons and elders were pleased and respectful.
Mo Huaizun read the last page, and his cold gaze paused at the word "casual cultivator".
The first thing he said was: "In recent months, many outstanding independent cultivators have emerged in the Nine Netherworld."
The deacon elder was startled, and after he realized what was happening, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Because every time Zhu Jiu appears, he is acting as a casual cultivator.
He wanted to say, "It can't be such a coincidence," but he thought Mo Huaizun wouldn't like it, so he changed his words and said, "It's the background, what's so strange about that?"
"No, he was just ordinary. He probably encountered an opportunity in the blessed land, which greatly improved his strength." Mo Huaizun repeated calmly and asked a question, "When did he meet the sect master?"
"She was in the extreme north three days ago." The deacon elder said, "The sect master and Wenren Sejue lost contact three days ago. She rushed straight to Jueya from the extreme north at that time."
"According to her, the sect master had drunk a little wine at that time, and praised her for her accumulation of knowledge and her ability to truly inherit the teachings. He gave her a jade token, and then took Wenren Sejue, who was also drunk, to the deep north to look for Bingpo."
Neither of them worried about their safety.
Multiple tests proved that the sect leader was just drunk, and his instinctive reactions were even more reliable than when he was sober.
Deacon Elder: "The people sent to the Far North have not found the Sect Master yet."
The Far North is a vast area and it would be difficult to find it in a short time.
Mo Huaizun tapped the table with his index finger and said, "See how she performs in the Gewu Tower."
……
Every year, many people come to Lord Xiaoyao taking advantage of his drunken nonsense, some asking for benefits, some asking for status.
The reason why he couldn’t get in front of Mo Huaizun was because he had the sect leader’s jade token.
After an unknown amount of time, the deacon elder sent a shocked and excited report.
"Chief, this Qiqi is the seventh true disciple chosen by Heaven!"
Mo Huaizun: “?”
Didn’t you look down on it before?
Soon he found out why.
A pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth appeared in the direction of the Gewu Tower, and everyone on the entire cliff could see it by looking up.
Mo Huaizun's pupils shrank and he stood up suddenly.
"Infinite spiritual light!?" The incoherent voice of the deacon elder came from the other end of the communication.
"Chief, the last time this light appeared was the last time!"
Mo Huaizun said in an obscure tone: "...It was five hundred years ago when Lord Zhige broke into the Gewu Tower."
"Ah, yes, yes!"
Wuji Lingguang, just from the name you can tell who it is related to, this is a kind of revelatory light unique to the Gewu Tower. In the early days of the establishment of the Jueya Sect, there were a large number of pioneers and talents who, like the bright stars, took a certain path to the extreme.
The Wuji Lingzu could not bear to see his heritage disappear into history, so he gathered the first generation of pioneers and left the Wuji Lingguang in the Gewu Tower.
When the next generation sees the power or talent that an ancestor specialized in, a spiritual light will appear and the complete inheritance will be bestowed upon them.
This means inheritance.