Lady Cultivator

When the matter of conceiving a baby was mentioned, several foundation-building monks started chatting. Chatting all the way back to Taikang Mountain, even the initial fear of something happening to the sect faded away. In fact, along the way, there was nothing unusual except for the fellow sects I met who returned home together. If something happened to the Xuanqing sect, the entire Kunwu would not be so stable.

Mo Tiange heard a lot of news along the way, and now she at least knew that her master was fine, and that her senior brother Shoujing would soon attack the Nascent Soul.

Thinking of this, she fell silent, unable to express what she felt in her heart. She was about to form a pill, but he was about to form a baby. The distance was always so far...

However, she will never rush into it. Over the years, her master's teachings have stuck in her heart. Now she is considered a natural talent. She doesn't have to worry about not being able to advance until her life is over. Like Uncle Xuanyin, even if her talent is extremely high, she must step by step steadily. Just walk on.

Melancholy only flashed through her heart, but she quickly controlled it. Compared to the Avenue of Immortality. A slight thought is nothing. What's more, with such an acquaintance, I always have knots in my heart. In this case, why bother to force something that is not perfect in the first place.

After traveling day and night like this, we finally arrived at Taikang Mountain one month later.

At the foot of the towering majestic peaks, the mountains are like clusters, the sea of ​​clouds is like brocade, the aura is permeated, and the fairy spirit is lingering.

The main peak, which is thousands of feet high, is surrounded by six smaller peaks, like lotus flowers in bloom. Countless roof tiles and eaves are hidden in the mountains and forests, and disciples wearing white clothes and blue robes come and go.

After being away for more than 20 years, I finally came back.

Mo Tiange looked at everything under his feet with nostalgia. Traveling tens of thousands of miles from the eastern border of Kunwu reminded her of the two-month journey from the Yunwu Sect to the Xuanqing Sect before the foundation was established. The man looked cold, but very considerate. He knew that her cultivation was too weak and she couldn't bear to travel day and night, so...

"Brothers and sisters." However, the patrolling monks came and raised their hands in salute to everyone, "It has been a hard journey, please go back to the cave to rest first."

Among them, the old man surnamed Yan was very gossipy and quickly grabbed the leading foundation-building monk. Asked: "Senior brother, may I ask why the master summoned us back for something important?"

The leading monk shook his head and said: "The masters of each peak will explain this matter to you in detail, but I can't say much. I'm sorry, everyone, please go back first."

The other party's refusal was so obvious that the old man had no choice but to follow the others into the mountain-protecting formation and return to each peak.

Mo Tiange paused in mid-air, looked up at the semi-defensive mountain defense formation, and then looked down at Mount Taikang, which seemed no different from what it was twenty years ago.

While descending to Qingquan Peak, I thought to myself that being so cautious is exactly what old man Yan said, someone is going to attack Jieying.

However, even if there are monks in the sect who have a baby, they will not call back all Zhuji. When Master Xuan Yin had a baby, they were just on tighter guard.

Unable to think of a reason, Mo Tiange shook his head and threw these thoughts behind him. Anyway, she's back, won't she know if she just asks? Her old master is Master Qingquanfeng. Even if others don't know the inside story, she will know it.

In the dream, the person has fallen down. She looked up and saw that the surrounding scenery and buildings had not changed at all, but none of the monks coming and going recognized her.

I remember that she was tortured by her master and spent several months in the Meng Academy. She often went to the main peak to give lectures. Most of the qi-refining disciples in the entire sect recognized her. Especially after she took over the affairs of Shangqing Palace, everyone up and down the Qingquan Peak respectfully called "Master Mo" or "Uncle Mo".

But now, as she walked on Qingquan Peak, the disciples coming and going only looked at her curiously and distantly. When they saw her walking by, they just stood aside to give way and lowered their heads to show respect for the senior foundation builder. . There were only a few of them, and the older Qi Refining monks called out "Master Mo" in surprise, which attracted surprised looks from the younger monks.

Mo Tiange smiled slightly and looked up at the sky at Qingquan Peak. Twenty-two years have passed, and a new generation has replaced the old ones. These new disciples, who are still busy on Qingquan Peak, do not recognize her. And those disciples who recognized her would have advanced to the next level and established foundations in the past twenty-two years. You probably also feel that the years have no trace, and you have devoted yourself to hard training, right?

For high-level monks, the short period of twenty-two years is the best time for Qi Refining monks.

"This...Senior Sister?" She was about to step into the Shangqing Palace when she was stopped by the disciple guarding the gate. He looked at her up and down with doubts in his eyes, "Senior Sister, this is the cave of Master Jinghe. If there is no Summoned, no entry allowed.”

She was stunned and couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that not only the Qi Refining monks, but also the Foundation-building monks didn't recognize her.

This smile made the disciple who was guarding the gate get upset and said with a straight face: "Senior Sister, Master has a bad temper. Please leave as soon as possible."

She waved her hand and was about to speak when she heard someone beside her shout in surprise: "Uncle Mo?!"

Turning around, it was Ming Xia who was often at Jinghe Daojun's side and was quite popular.

Mo Tiange smiled slightly: "Ming Xia. Long time no see."

Mingxia was shocked by her kind greeting. In the past, in the Shangqing Palace, these maids were proud of their master, and there were four people who played music, chess, calligraphy and painting who plotted against her. Mo Tiange used to treat the sixteen of them without any pretense, and if he got angry, he would scold them. Even after these people became well-behaved, she just didn't bother to pay attention to them and rarely gave them a smile.

After not seeing each other for twenty-two years, Ming Xia suddenly saw her smiling face and her voice was so soft and pleasant. It was really... this person was fake, right?

Little did he know that Mo Tiange had been out for so long and had seen so many things. With my horizons broadened, I naturally no longer pay attention to the small grudges in the past. Moreover, she has not returned for a long time, and now she is happy to see every plant and tree in Xuanqing Gate, let alone the old people from the past?

"Why, can't you recognize it?"

Ming Xia looked her up and down before confirming, with a smile on his face: "Uncle Mo, you are finally back. Master was wondering why you haven't sent any news for more than twenty years."

Mo Tiange smiled slightly, but before she could answer, she saw the disciple guarding the door looking at her in surprise: "Mo...Uncle Mo?"

"No," Ming Xia said to this person, "This is Uncle Mo, our master's close disciple. Uncle Mo hasn't been back for more than twenty years, and you actually blocked her out?"

The man scratched his head. Although he was embarrassed, he did not panic. Instead, he bowed respectfully: "Uncle Mo, please forgive me. I have never seen him before and I don't recognize him. Please don't blame me, uncle."

This disciple's words were appropriate, and Mo Tiange was not angry. Of course, he did not argue with him. He smiled and said, "It's nothing. Can I go in now?"

The man nodded quickly and stepped aside.

Mo Tiange dusted his sleeves and walked slowly into the Shangqing Palace, which he had not seen for more than 20 years.

"You girl, you are finally willing to come back!" Her living treasure master is still half lying on his dragon chair, his face has not drooped, and there are no wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He is still so handsome, graceful, noble and lazy. At this time, he was lazily flipping through a book without batting an eyelid, "Look, the gatekeeper doesn't even recognize you!"

This is a familiar scene. Mo Tiange couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. She brushed up her sleeves and knelt down gently: "This disciple has not returned for more than twenty years and has caused Master to worry. Please punish Master."

"Ahem!" Jinghe Daojun swallowed the unchewed plums in one gulp, including the core, and rolled his eyes while choking.

Ming Xia quickly ran up to the front to serve tea: "Master!"

After a while, Jing and Daojun finally calmed down. Passing the tea back to Ming Xia, he sat up and glared at Mo Tiange: "Damn girl, do you want to choke your master and me to death?!"

She still smiled and opened her eyes innocently: "Disciple didn't do anything, and he greeted Master politely!"

"You..." After Jinghe Daojun choked on Li Zi, he choked on this sentence again and could only stare at her angrily.

But after just two glares, the expression on his face changed to joy: "Oh, that's good. Not only have you been promoted, but your realm is also very stable. Well, you have not walked away in vain these past twenty years. Come here and show it to me, Master." Look." He waved to her happily.

Mo Tiange stood up and approached.

Jinghe Daojun grabbed her wrist and probed the spiritual energy into her meridians. after awhile--

"Okay, this is right." He quickly tested it inside her body, let go, picked up a plum and threw it to her, "Master will reward you for being obedient."

Mo Tiange took the plum, which seemed to have only a faint aura, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Master, as your beloved disciple, I have been away for more than twenty years and finally came back. Why didn't you ask me a word?"

Jinghe Daojun picked up another plum and gnawed on it. He was quite disapproving: "Beloved disciple? Do I have such a thing?" He looked at her up and down with disdain, "See if you can run and jump, not only can you advance to the next level? You are still in a happy mood, do you need to ask anything?"

"Ask me how I have been in the past twenty years and what happened... As a master, shouldn't I analyze and analyze for my disciples?" What kind of master is this? After not returning for twenty years, she finally came back from her travels and gave her a plum as a reward? She didn't even ask a word. She didn't do this when she was under Master Xuan Yin's sect! Not to mention her second uncle, whenever she encounters something, her second uncle will analyze the situation for her and tell her what lessons to learn and how to deal with it next time.

Jinghe Daojun rolled his eyes after hearing her words: "Who am I, your master? I can tell you are very well by touching your meridians! As for what you have experienced, you have to understand it yourself. I will tell you What's the use of listening? You're not a child!"

Mo Tiange was startled, but smiled happily. That's right, it's different after all. She is no longer a little monk who needs help during the Qi refining period, and the master is not the second uncle or uncle Xuan Yin. He has his own way of caring and his teaching methods, so why force it? Consistent?

"Okay then." Mo Tiange moved a chair and sat in front of him, "Since master has nothing to say, disciple has many things to ask!"

Two hours of revision and revision, one hour of confusion, and now... this is yesterday's normal update. ) Book friends, please pay attention!