"No need to change, that's it."

After Zhiying's embarrassment, she became calm and said happily, "Fortunately, if you ask me to change again, I won't have any clothes to change."

"You don't know, that Jin Lan likes to be pretty and likes dresses. She always makes dresses for us. I picked this one out from the clothes she had put aside."

Listening to Zhiying talking about the shortcomings of these parents, Julue did not feel impatient because of the triviality. Instead, he asked cooperatively: "You don't like it?"

Zhiying curled his lips: "She doesn't like me, why should I like her? Isn't it just a colorful cloud? What's so rare? The Cloud Clan of the Shadow Department is so trivial!"

Ju slightly laughed. Although he didn't understand the internal affairs of the Yun clan, he also knew that the master of Siyun Palace was not responsible for the colorful clouds. It was no wonder that the clan members were jealous.

"You don't need to pay attention to their opinions. You just need to do your duty as the goddess of the shadow department first. Si Zhi will also teach you other things."

Zhiying looked at Ju Lue suspiciously. As the saying goes, he showed extraordinary protection on the day he first took form. Why is this?

Didn't Qu Mi say that the Yun Clan has no master god and has been neglected by the Emperor of Heaven for nearly ten thousand years? Logically speaking, he is not on the same level as an outstanding disciple of the God of War Clan, so why does he act like this?

Seeing that she was starting to be in a daze, Ju Lue turned the Cangwu in his hand to catch the moonlight and reflected it on Zhiying's porcelain white face, creating a faint spot of light.

The soft moonlight shook away the turbulent thoughts in Zhiying's mind. She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes, but she didn't know that the moonlight could not hurt her eyes at all.

"If you keep making jokes, tonight will be over, and the training tomorrow night will be twice as long as tonight." Ju Lue reminded him seriously, with a sense of responsibility as a teacher.

Zhiying seemed to have returned to her middle school days of three o'clock and one line, full and busy.

"Since I'm an apprentice, I have to perform an apprenticeship ceremony and toast to the apprenticeship tea, right?"

Isn’t this what martial arts novels say?

Unexpectedly, Ju Lue shook his head: "I don't accept disciples. I studied under Xuanzu Yuanjun. I am the only disciple of Master, and I have to take care of Kongsang Mountain. So..."

He held the hilt of the sword and placed Cangsha across Zhiying's chest: "I am acting as a master and accepting a disciple. As for how much you can understand, it depends on your luck."

Zhiying's thoughts still lingered on "Xuanzu Yuanjun", Qu Mi never mentioned this person to her!

"Well, I'd like to take the liberty to ask, which clan does your respected master belong to? I have some background in my apprenticeship."

Ju Lue shook his head again: "Master is a mortal god who has been sanctified in the flesh, not a god born naturally from heaven and earth."

"Can mortals really become immortals?" Zhiying's mouth formed a circle.

Her expression successfully caused Ju Lue to stray from the topic again, and he told her about the outline of the Six Realms.

There are five realms between heaven and earth, the heaven realm, the demon realm, the fairy realm, the demon realm, and the mortal realm.

Among them, the people in the immortal world are not immortals in the true sense. They only have a longer life span than ordinary mortals because of their cultivation, and the period of appearance decline is also lengthened. Therefore, they call themselves immortals, thus forming the immortal world.

People who practice witchcraft can turn monsters into demons.

And those in the Immortal Sect who have achieved great success in cultivating the Tao can ascend to become true immortals. At this time, they can enter the ninth level of heaven, and then become immortals, and then gods.

Naturally, the thunder of the hundreds of voids between the mortal world and the heavenly world cannot be blown, so from ancient times to the present, only a few people have broken through the boundary and ascended to become gods.

Ju Lue's master, Xuanzu Yuanjun, was one of them, which shows that he was outstanding. Unfortunately, God was jealous of talents, and Xuanzu Yuanjun died in a war thousands of years ago.

As for the demon world...

The origins of the demons are mysterious, and they emerged as a sudden force hundreds of thousands of years ago, becoming a demonic realm that rivals the heavenly realm.

It was later verified that the demons were born out of the grievances of various ethnic groups after the ancient war, so they lived at the site of the ancient battlefield, which is called Guixu.

The first generation of the demon clan, Demon Lord Suitian, was destroyed by the gods, so he ordered the demons to attack the heaven. Two hundred years ago, the two clans made a contract and never violated each other.

Hearing this, Zhi Ying couldn't help but sigh. This Sky-Suppressing Demon Lord was too sinful. He let the two worlds fight for so many years just for his own selfishness!

After she finished complaining, she asked again: "Six realms and six realms, is there another realm?"

Seeing her like a child pestering her elders to tell stories, Ju Lue suddenly felt soft in his heart and told her what he knew: "There is another world underground."

As he said this, he glanced at Zhiying, but because he was standing with the moonlight behind him, Zhiying did not see him.

Ju slightly withdrew his gaze and gently stroked the blade of Cangwu's sword, as if caressing his lover's cheek.

However, Zhiying inexplicably felt the murderous aura coming from the Cangsha Sword.

Ju Lue continued: "The war between the gods and demons spread far and wide. Later, the six realms joined the war one after another, and for a time mourning was everywhere. Because of the excessive killing, the God of the Netherworld created the underworld on his own and left a legacy for all living beings.

Rebirth of life.”

"Then Mr. Xuanzu Yuan is also on this list?"

Zhiying's dark eyes are like the sunspots on a chessboard, one of which can determine life or death, but they are also like the stars in the sky, guiding the journey home.

Ju Lue said: "There are two kinds of death, physical death and death."

"Death, annihilation." Zhiying rolled the two words around the tip of his tongue twice, and his eyes suddenly became clear, "Perishment means not entering reincarnation!"

Ju slightly tap your chin.

Zhi Ying felt proud that he had guessed correctly, and remained silent for a moment.

Ju Lue's palm slowly loosened, and the Cangsha in his palm cast the moonlight into Ju Lue's eyes that softened unknowingly, and he suddenly woke up.

After talking so much, nothing serious has been done!

He looked at the high-spirited Weaving Shadow with a complicated expression.

I don’t know whether he was angry that she deliberately went off topic, or that he was angry at his deterioration in concentration and being led astray by her, or maybe he felt satisfied when he saw her listening to him carefully.

Ju slightly closed his eyes and calmed down his mind.

The gibbous moon hanging in the night was blocked by a drifting cloud, which also obscured Ju Lue's sudden gaffe.

He was always good at hiding his emotions. When he opened his eyes again, he was calm.

Ju Lue lightly threw his right hand, and the Cangwu Nail hit Zhiying's feet, piercing a small pebble. The gravel flew away and fell into the river not far away, making a slight sound.

"Ah!" Zhi Ying's eardrums were struck like gongs. She screamed and took a step back, looking at Cang Wu's trembling sword hilt. Her palms were sticky, but a layer of cold sweat broke out, "You want to

what?"

Ju Lue's face turned dark, the water in his eyes receded, leaving the cold river bed behind, and he solemnly said: "From now on, you are not allowed to speak, just do as I say."

Zhiying was afraid that he would get angry and kill her with Cangwu's sword, so she nodded obediently.

"Cang Wu was made by Xuanzu Yuanjun. If you kowtow to this sword three times, you will be considered a disciple." Ju Lue pointed at the three-inch long sword and told her.

Zhiying suddenly raised his eyes and was surprised. It turned out that Cangwu was made by Xuanzu Yuanjun. He had given Cangwu to him early in the morning because he had already made up his mind to accept a disciple as his master!

If something goes wrong, it must be a monster.

But now Ju Lue looked worried, and he couldn't ask more questions, so he had to keep his mouth shut and performed the apprenticeship ceremony according to Ju Lue's request.

Standing up, Zhi Ying rubbed his knees that were sore from the cobblestones with a distorted face, and listened to Ju Lue's words: "From now on, you and I are fellow disciples. All you need to do is call me 'senior brother'."

Weaver Ying blinked and nodded.

Ju Lue sighed helplessly in his heart: "I have spent a lot of time talking about the six realms just now, so I won't teach you swordsmanship tonight."

Seeing that Zhi Ying was staring but still not speaking, Ju Luo finished what he wanted to say in one breath: "What you need most now is to improve your spiritual power. On the day when you look at the moon, the golden water is full, which is the best time to collect moonlight.

"It has just passed after looking at the moon last night. Although the essence of the moon tonight is weak, it is more suitable for your current situation. In the next two hours from Xu to Hai, you can practice the method of breathing in and out and collect the moonlight."

Finally, he asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Will you have a breathing session?"

I don’t know how I got my previous cultivation level?

Zhi Ying wanted to give him a big look, but the strong and weak were clearly distinguishable, so she could only nod again in humiliation.

Ju Lue couldn't help but relax and nodded lightly: "Okay, let's get started."

Weaver Ying's head moved forward slightly, his eyelids opened slightly, and he tilted his head slowly, apparently asking: What to start?

"Collect the moonlight by breathing in and out." Ju Lue couldn't help but want to hold his forehead.

Is this really the colorful cloud that chases him and takes shortcuts? Why is it so... dull?

Shadow Weaver, who could not read minds, was not annoyed by the unknown, so he carefully pulled out the Cangsha and put it back into its scabbard.

Just kidding! Seeing this sword flashing coldly provocatively in front of her, how could she feel at ease?

Zhiying took a long breath, sat cross-legged, raised his five hearts to the sky, and began to breathe out.

As Ju Lue said, the essence of the moon tonight was not very strong, but it also filled her entire spiritual platform with pure spiritual energy. The spiritual energy circulated through the heart and meridians, making her feel particularly comfortable.

When she was a child, she already felt that there was a stable spiritual energy in her body that would not be lost due to her breathing.

Ju Lue looked at it and didn't make any comment. He just said softly: "We will continue tomorrow night." He then gave her a jade slip and said, "This is the formula for the Zhuoyin Sword Technique. You must memorize it by heart.

I'll take the exam tomorrow night, and if I don't pass, I'll go to the bottom of the river and meditate all night."

Weaver Shadow still nodded obediently.

Ju Lue felt slightly surprised, but habitually said nothing and sent Zhi Ying back to Siyundian.

He didn't leave until the door was completely closed.

Far away from Siyun Palace, he said coldly to the void: "When did you learn to do such rude things as stalking people?"

A man in a black robe appeared behind him. The man frowned tightly, and there was a hint of anger in his words: "What are you doing?"

Ju Lue did not turn around, but said: "I don't care about the affairs of Yigao Mountain, and you don't need to ask more about Kongsang Mountain."

Following Ju Lue all the way was Yanchuan of Yigao Mountain.

When Iwakawa heard this, his face was as cold as a polar glacier: "You and I have a relationship, and this is all you have to say? That girl has pried into the secrets of my clan, and you still accept disciples on your behalf? I can't

It’s not that girl who doesn’t know anything. What Xuanzu Yuanjun taught you was not the Zhuoyin Sword Technique!”

Knowing that if he didn't give an explanation, Iwakawa would not let him and Zhiying go, Ju Wei sighed silently and came up with the explanation he had thought of for a long time.

"Although you and I were not able to witness what happened to the Lord of Siyun Palace back then, we can still imagine how the Emperor of Heaven and the Great Emperor persecuted the Yun Clan. Who is right and who is wrong will not be held accountable.

"The position of the main god of the Yun Clan has been vacant. It has been in decline for many years, and resentments have been accumulated for a long time. Her true identity destined her to have a much harder road than ordinary people. If she can help the Yun Clan train a main god, the heaven will be much more stable."

Iwakawa thought about Ju Lue's words for a while, and knew that he meant it. Then he heard him sneer again: "The Emperor of Heaven has been in power for many years and has been cold-hearted and cold-hearted, but this man is actually doing well!"

"Be careful!" Iwakawa lowered his voice and then looked around.
Chapter completed!