Chapter Twelve A Beautiful Shadow by the Dawn Lake
I don’t know if it was too nervous or too tired after practicing for a day, Yue Mochen’s feet slipped at this moment.
This is his ninth time in a day. For a warrior with a sixth rank in Qishi, falling is nothing to do, but the time is a bit unsuitable!
Yue Yaoqin was enjoying the pleasure brought to her skin by the cold water, but suddenly she heard a soft sound from behind the big rock opposite the small pool.
She had been here many times and had known that there were no fish in this small pond, but at this moment, the sound of objects falling into the water was heard.
Someone?
She immediately waved her hand, and the clothes on the shore were automatically flying towards the moon and invited the piano without wind.
Yue Mochen was struggling to get up, but found that his feet were twisted. Before he could even come, he complained about his bad luck, but suddenly found a cold back and looked up quickly.
I saw a stunning beauty in disheveled clothes standing on the big rock that I originally used as a cover. Her light yellow dress was surrounded by her body, and her pretty red face was obviously angry!
"Qin, Qin, Elder Qin, why are you here?"
Yue Mochen was so nervous that he stuttered!
"Why am I here? I want to ask you, what are you doing here?" Yue Yaoqin said coldly!
"I just finished my practice. I was here to take a bath, but I was so tired that I fell asleep. As soon as I got up, I was about to go back, I twisted my feet!"
"Is that so? How long have you been here? How do you know about this place?" Yue Yaoqin looked suspicious.
"Mo Chen doesn't know how long he has been sleeping. Mo Chen took a bath here when he was just night. It should have been a while. Mo Chen is very familiar with this place because Mo Chen often plays here when he was young. Elder, there are also words carved by me on the stone you are standing on."
At this time, Yue Mochen also calmed down and his language became much more smooth. First, he kept decreasing himself from the first level of self-proclaiming, emphasizing that he was a junior. I think that Yue Qiong was not too embarrassed by an elder, right?
Then I recalled the evidence I left when I was a child to prove that I was not following the other party here, but had always known that there was this place. It was just a coincidence.
Yue Yanqin's spiritual consciousness swept through, and there were indeed two lines of words, but they were not conspicuous under the moonlight and I had never noticed it.
"Chenxi Lake? This is just a small puddle. Where does the lake come from? Nothing! Did you see something you shouldn't see just now?"
Yue Mochen didn't know that Yue Yaoqin could not care about the difference between elders and disciples at this time. If his body was seen by someone, that would be fine!
"No, as soon as I woke up, I slipped when I got up and went ashore, and my feet were still stuck in the crack of the rock." Yue Mochen was embarrassed and quietly stuffed his feet, which had just been pulled out half, into the crack of the rock.
"Why are you doing stuttering just now? What are you afraid of?"
"No, that hurts! My feet twisted. Besides, Mo Chen was alone, but suddenly there was one more person on the stone. I didn't see clearly that it was Elder Qin. It's normal for me to be a little panicked."
Yue Mochen kept lying, and suddenly realized that he was also quite talented in lying.
No, this is not called lying, this is called...it is called sophistry!
"Really?" Yue Yaoqin was still a little suspicious, but calmly thought, it should be the same, otherwise it would be impossible for him to not find him just now. Maybe he was really sleeping behind this stone and didn't see his body. Following? With him, a warrior of the level of power, it would be absolutely impossible to track himself.
Thinking of this, Yue Yaoqin believed most of the words of Yue Mochen, but then she became surprised again. She found that Yue Mochen was already a sixth sage!
"Of course it's true! Elder Qin, if you want to believe in Mo Chen's character, how dare Mo Chen have something to do with Elder Qin..."
Before he finished speaking, Yue Yaoqin interrupted him: "Okay, let's do this, but I remember when I taught you last month, you were still in the Lishi Realm. Why is it already the Sixth Section of Qishi today?"
"Oh, that's when my aunt found a spiritual medicine for me. After I took it, I broke through and continued to rise to the sixth floor."
Yue Mochen took out a speech that he had already drafted with Yue Yaolan.
"So that's it. Senior Sister Lan treats you very well. You must cherish it and practice hard, and don't let down Senior Sister Lan's expectations!"
"Mo Chen knows."
Yue Mochen said sincerely. When he saw Yue Yaoqin knowing that he was promoted with spiritual medicine, he looked at him without any disdain. This was the first one. Therefore, Yue Mochen respected this beautiful elder more.
I felt very guilty about seeing her body and cheating her, but I thought of no other solution, so I could only feel relieved.
"Okay, go back, don't stay outside the palace too late. Although there is no danger except for forbidden areas, nothing is impossible in this world!" Yue Yaoqin said lightly.
After confirming that Yue Mochen had gone far away, Yue Yaoqin no longer had the interest in taking a bath. She put on her clothes again and was about to leave. Before leaving, she suddenly thought about the two lines of words carved on the big stone, and felt something was wrong.
Although he has been suppressed in cultivation, Yue Mochen's talent is definitely top-notch. Although his achievements in cultivation have always been in the eyes of the disciples in the palace, and can even be regarded as a waste, Yue Mochen's attainments in the Six Arts are definitely admired by all the disciples in the palace.
As a holy land of Dongyue Continent, Qianyue Palace has always claimed to be the best talent concentration camp, and talents do not refer to talents in practice. Although Qianyue Palace focuses on cultivation, it also pays attention to other qualities of the disciples in the palace.
Musical instruments, chess skills, poetry, painting skills, etiquette, and strategy are also compulsory courses. Otherwise, the disciples who came out of the holy land would not even have these qualities, wouldn’t they be despised?
But although it is a compulsory practice, whether the disciples focus on themselves depends on themselves. After all, many people think that these are just trivial skills and are difficult to enter the lobby.
In this case, many people will not focus on the practice of the Six Arts, but will only devote some time to coping.
The reason why Yue Yiqin was able to gain today's status in the Qianyue Palace was entirely due to her outstanding achievements in the Six Arts, so she naturally didn't like this kind of disciple as the Six Arts elder.
But although she was dissatisfied, she could not force her disciples to like Liuyi. Moreover, there were still disciples in the palace who liked comprehensive development, such as Yue Mochen and Yue Monan.
The two of them have not been considered advanced in their cultivation. They may be considered geniuses outside the palace, but in the Qianyue Palace where geniuses are numerous, their cultivation can only be regarded as a joke. However, the two of them have not low talent in Six Arts and are willing to work hard. The two of them, who are less than thirteen years old, have higher accomplishments in this regard than many disciples of the Yi generation, and can be regarded as Yue Yaoqin's proud disciples.
Therefore, Yue Yaoyu naturally has a good understanding of Yue Mochen.
She always believed that this son was determined and was repeatedly sarcastic by the disciples in the palace but was not as useless as the rumors. Moreover, in fact, Yue Mochen was extremely arrogant. The reason why he ignored the ridicule of those troublesome disciples was because this person never had any idle words.
Therefore, Yue Yaoqin still has a good impression of Yue Mochen, a proud disciple. If something like this happened today, she still chose to believe the other party. But at this time, she thought about it carefully and found the problem.
"Several wind and moon in front of Mochou Cliff, a boy by the lake in the morning light..." She murmured and recited the poem she had just remembered, her pretty face turned red again, and she said hatefully, "Little liar!"