The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 262 Uncle Youxuan Says Master Is Rat Shit

Xu Changqing is very naughty, he will cry when he is hungry, he will cry when he is full, he will cry when he wakes up, he will cry when he smells the wine on his master, and when he is taken to the solemn Wuji Pavilion by his master to see his face The majestic Three Emperors will still cry when they are gods.

Of course, he is still young, so he doesn't know that his crying affects others, or he knows very few ways of expression, and can only use crying to express his emotions and feelings.

This caused Ye Chao to feel very uncomfortable. He knew that it is natural for babies to cry, and it can even be said to be instinct. If you use magic to stop the baby from crying, it is likely to have a bad impact on the baby's growth, so he can only Listen, the elders of Shushan can only listen, and the disciples who are practicing swords on the sword pool can only listen.

Fortunately, people will gradually get used to bad things happening. When Xu Changqing spent a month in Shushan, Ye Chao accepted his crying, and two months later, everyone in Shushan accepted it. his cries.

And as he grew up, one day, when a student from Shushan suggested that the crying little Changqing didn't like crying very much, everyone sighed, and some even felt extremely sad in their hearts. Emotions.

To sigh is to lament how time goes by so fast, and to be sad is that after Xiao Changqing stopped crying so much, Uncle Qingyun will not spend time coaxing Xiao Changqing, and they will have to undergo inhumane training.

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Eight years later, a child in white clothes appeared on the mountain road of Shushan Mountain. He was carrying a wooden stake that was countless times thicker than himself and walked on the extremely dangerous mountain road. His clothes were already soaked in sweat. Perhaps it was because the wooden stake was too heavy, and his face, which had not yet grown out but had already shown a handsome posture, was flushed red.

He was very tired, very tired. If an ordinary boy suffered such pain, he might have thrown away the stake and sat on the ground crying, but everyone in Shushan said that he was not an ordinary child.

He also asked his master, but at that time the master said that he will do big things in the future, and he wants to become a fairy, but if he wants to do those things, he must endure hardships, such as practicing swords hard, such as Meditating while sleeping, for example studying Taoism with Uncle Youxuan, or now.

Of course, he doesn't know what a major event is, and he doesn't really know what becoming an immortal means to those human practitioners in the 72 Immortal Realm. Uncle and brothers and sisters will be happy.

At the end of the path is a bamboo forest shrouded in mist. The sharp bamboo leaves that look like broken swords are swaying wildly with the cool and humid mountain wind. The little boy looked at those bamboo leaves, threw the stake on the ground fiercely, and let out a cry. There was a cry of victory, and then he sat on the ground and began to pant heavily.

After recovering a little bit of physical strength, the little boy patted the wine-filled gourd on his waist, got up and walked towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

Pushing aside the clouds, he passed bamboo shoots that looked like small towers, and then pushed aside the bamboos blocking the road, and walked towards a teenager sleeping on a recliner.

"Master, here comes the wine. Senior brother Zhang Zong, who guards the ladder, said that this is the Spring Breeze Drunk he bought in Leizhou when he went out to slay monsters. There are ten jars in it."

The one called Master by the little boy is naturally Ye Chao, and the little boy is Xu Changqing eight years later.

Ye Chao took the gourd handed over by the little boy, looked at the drenched little Changqing and asked, "Little Er, if someone asks you where you went today, you should know what to say, right?"

Xiao Changqing nodded seriously, and said: "I know, if someone asks, I will say that I only went to Xishan once today, and I didn't go to Yunti to find Senior Brother Changzong."

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Xiao Changqing looked at his master in puzzlement while covering his forehead.

"Just the first half of the sentence."

Xiao Changqing said: "Understood Master."

After a long time, seeing Master drinking the drunk spring breeze from the gourd like drinking water, Xiao Changqing rubbed his forehead and said courageously, "Master, people who practice Taoism are not allowed to drink alcohol."

"Master just drank it. Would anyone dare to say that Master is not a cultivator?"

Xiao Changqing said: "Yesterday when Uncle Youxuan was talking about what it means to be a Daoist, he said that Master is not a person who cultivates Dao, and he also said that Master is a mouse dropping from the Shushan Sword School."

Ye Chao got up, glared at Xiao Changqing and said, "Then why did you say it now?"

Xiao Changqing touched the back of his head and thought for a long time before saying: "Master and Uncle Youxuan often quarrel, I am afraid that your conflicts will develop to an irreconcilable level, so..."

"Then why are you saying it now?"

"Didn't Master say that disciples cannot lie to you?"

Ye Chao was speechless, lay back on the chair and continued to narrow his eyes.

Xiao Changqing didn't continue talking, but sat on the ground and pulled out a tender bamboo shoot to eat.

At this moment, the bamboo forest has become very quiet, the diffuse mountain wind is no longer there, the shaking bamboo leaves are carried quietly on the verdant bamboo poles, the master is drinking wine on the recliner, and the apprentice is sitting on the ground and gnawing with bamboo shoots.

After a long time, the "small pagoda" next to the apprentice was much less. Xiao Changqing touched his round belly and said, "Master, I really want to ask you a question."

Ye Chao said, "Ask."

"Why do you call me Xiaoer?"

"Because you are my second apprentice."

Xiao Changqing shook his head and said: "The master master said, you have never been out of the Shushan School since the beginning of your practice, how could you have an apprentice?"

Ye Chao said in a displeased tone: "I said yes, why, you question me?"

Xiao Changqing hurriedly shook his head, and after another battle of thoughts, he said: "Master, Uncle Qingyou said that it is not good for a cultivator to tell lies."

A white shadow passed by, and Xiao Changqing rubbed his forehead again.

"I told you when you were five years old that you only need to sleep when you were preaching in Youxuan. Looking at you now, you can't even tell a lie."

Xiao Changqing took out the bamboo leaves that got into his clothes, and said: "Master, I was indeed sleeping at the beginning, but later I was caught by Uncle Youxuan, and every time I listened to the sermon, I could only sleep. Standing, I can't sleep.

I can't sleep, so I can only listen to it. After listening to it, I feel that what he said is very reasonable. Everything in this world develops because the solitary yin does not grow, and the solitary sun does not grow. I heard them say that the master is very powerful, that is, all the people in Shushan All together, they are not as powerful as the master. The master's character can be understood as yin, and we have to be yang. Then our Shushan sword sect will definitely have a good future. "

Ye Chao was in a bad mood. The apprentice he raised with shit and urine ended up inheriting other people's ideas, but seeing Xiao Changqing's serious face, his heart became complicated again. .

(End of this chapter)