At that time, Ximen Xue decided that this bearded old man was a great benefactor who had recreated his grace. Since then, Ximen Xue has been practicing sword hard, and can almost be said to be obsessed with it. He said that he was a sword fool.
Three years later, Ximen Xue's swordsmanship finally achieved small success. He joined the outer sect of Bitao Sect a year ago and tried every means to find out that the peak where the bearded old man was named Lianxin Peak. He resolutely joined Lianxin Peak regardless of the invitation from Tianfeng or even the four major peaks.
From the moment he saw Rong Que, when the monsters rioted in the two bodies, he already knew that Rong Que must join Lianxin Peak. He looked up at the sky outside the hall and Ximen Xue smiled. His smile was like a lonely boat that had not been docked for a long time. He finally found an island in the sea. As he used to be a warrior, life and death could not be controlled by his own hands.
Walking out of the hall and looking at the beautiful scenery of Lianxin Peak, Ximen Xue suddenly felt that it was good to live a peaceful life like this, but as soon as this thought appeared, he immediately shook his head and said to himself righteously: "I want to become a sword saint, so you can't have such negative thoughts." As he said that, he tightened the sword in his hand, walked towards the backyard, and chose his own room.
In the past, Hu Tu lived alone in Lianxin Peak, and there were countless rooms left. Now there is one Rong Que and one Ximen Xue, and there is no change, it just adds some popularity.
The next morning, Ximen Xue found Rong Que's room, knocked on the door, and said, "Junior brother, are you awake? The master asked us to see him."
"Come soon." Rong Que's somewhat weak voice came from the room. After a sound of dressing, the door opened. Rong Que was wearing a white robe. His washed face looked pale, and his hair was hanging down, and he was very handsome.
Seeing that Rong Que had already gotten up, Ximen Xue smiled and said, "Master said that we would go to the Zizhu Forest in the back mountain to see him today. I don't know if we are going to teach us how to restrain that thing. I can't wait, let's go quickly." As he said that, he pulled Rong Que up and walked towards the Zizhu Forest.
Ximen Xue pulled all the way through the backyard and walked towards the back mountain, turning around the way, but Ximen Xue figured out most of the route of Lianxin Peak last night. She was familiar with the road and did not feel the awkward feeling of the first time.
In the purple bamboo forest, Hu Tu had long been lying on the sky, holding a wine gourd in his left hand, listening to the morning birds singing while pouring wine into his mouth.
"Master, we are here." Seeing Hu Tu from a distance, Ximen Xue shouted anxiously.
Turning his head and looking at Ximen Xue who was pulling Rong Que to run over. Hu Tu stretched out his index finger and put it on his lips and said "shush", signaling them not to be too noisy.
After understanding Hu Tu's meaning, Ximen reached out to cover his mouth, whispered to Rong Que behind him, and walked to Hu Tu's side with a slight hand and feet. Everyone could see the excitement on his face.
"You guys come very early, sit down and listen." Hu Tu took a sip of wine and said softly to the two of them.
"What do you listen to?" Ximen Xue scratched her head in confusion and asked curiously.
Rong Que did not ask a question, but found a stone to sit cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and listened quietly.
Hu Tu frowned slightly and said softly: "Let you listen, and you should not only listen, but also listen carefully. Don't speak out when you hear anything, don't ask, just listen."
Ximen Xue became even more confused, but she still did not go against the master's words. She sat down everywhere and quietly closed her eyes, just like Rong Que, which sounded.
"I've been listening here this morning, and I'll ask you later." As he said that, Hu Tu stood up gently and left without making any sound.
It is the hot summer now. Although it is still in the morning, the sun has risen. The sunlight has gradually spread on Rong Que and the others through the bamboo leaves. As time goes by, the temperature gradually rises in the morning. Although both of them are considered practitioners, they have not become a climate. The body cannot resist nature at all. Beads of sweat as big as beans began to emerge from their foreheads, gradually wetting their clothes.
"What does Master want us to listen to? It seems that there is nothing else except the sound of birds and the sound of cicadas." Time has passed for a long time and it is not far from noon. Ximen Xue, who has been sitting quietly for a morning, finally couldn't help it. She opened her eyes and frowned and muttered to herself.
But when he looked at Rong Que, he was a little surprised. After sitting quietly for a whole morning, the junior brother never opened his eyes once, and he didn't even move. Although he was sweating profusely, he didn't move at all. This concentration really surprised him.
As if he didn't want to lose to Rong Que, Ximen Xue closed her eyes again and focused on it. Rong Que was actually too hot at this time, and was exposed to the scorching sun. Although he was in the purple bamboo forest, this purple bamboo forest was extremely sparse. It was about three steps away from the purple bamboo. The sunlight shone in effortlessly. Under such scorching sun, there were not many people who could persevere.
It was already noon. Hu Tu slowly walked from afar, glanced at the two people sitting quietly, smiled slightly, and asked Ximen Xue, "Xue'er, what did you hear?"
"I heard the sound of birds singing and the cicadas." Ximen Xue opened her eyes, wiped the sweat from her face, and looked at Hu Tu and said slowly.
"kindness!"
Without any extra words, Hu Tu nodded, walked to Rong Que and asked, "Queer, what did you hear again?"
"The disciple heard the sound of birds and cicadas." Rong Que did not lie and said the sound he heard.
Hu Tu nodded, expressionless, and without saying anything, he turned around and left.
After Hu Tu walked away, Ximen Xue turned to Rong Que and asked, "Junior brother, what do you think of the master? Are we doing something wrong? He was punished to bask in the sun for no reason."
"The master must have a reason for this, and I don't know why." Rong Que shrugged, and was also a little confused about Hu Tu's actions.
"Then what should we do now? Master didn't say what to ask us for." Ximen Xue was mourning and muttered with her head.
After looking at Ximen Xue, Rong Que smiled and said, "Since the master did not let us leave, we can only continue listening and may find something."
"Okay, I don't know what's strange about this purple bamboo forest. Is there any other sound?" As he said that, Ximen Xue closed her eyes and meditated.
Looking at Ximen Xue, Rong Que smiled helplessly, closed his eyes, and sounded carefully.
The afternoon sun is particularly sunny. It feels like being scorched by flames on people's skin. Sweat also comes out in large quantities. The clothes that have just been wet are dried after a while. This is repeated countless times.
The two people in the purple bamboo forest had already started to have their lips chapped, and water vapor gradually emerged from the heads. It was an external manifestation of the evaporation of the water. A lot of sweating and sun exposure, it was not easy for the two people to persist until now by relying on the realm of being a spiritual master.
This time I sat there for a day. Until the sun was about to set and the temperature slowly dropped, Hu Tu came slowly and walked to Ximen Xue and asked, "Xue'er, what did you hear this day?"
"The disciple only heard the sound of birds and the cicadas." Ximen Xue let out a breath and replied slowly.
"kindness!"
He walked up to Rong Que and asked, "Queer, what have you heard?"
"The disciple heard the sound of birds and cicadas." Rong Que did not open his eyes, but just answered.
"Well, okay, this day is not easy. Go back and eat something and drink some wine and rest." Hu Tu did not let them continue to listen this time, but waved his hand and asked them to go back.
After saying that, Hu Tu left without any expression.
"I finally got through it. The weather is really hot. Junior brother, let's go." As he said that, Ximen Xue turned around and was about to leave, but she didn't see Rong Que get up.
Looking at Rong Que with some confusion, Ximen Xue grinned and said, "What's wrong? Don't you plan to leave? Let's go quickly. If you don't drink water, you should be dehydrated."
"Senior brother, go back first. I also store these food and water in the storage ring. I will listen for a while." As he said that, Rong Que took out a kettle from the storage ring and opened his mouth to drink.
At this moment, a black light suddenly shot from a distance, followed by a voice: "If you want to drink, you should drink this, don't drink water."
After catching the black light shot, Rong Que immediately smiled bitterly. Isn’t the purple-black gourd in his hand that Hu Tu used to hold wine?
"Master, you don't know that I'll get drunk when I get drunk. Isn't this going to make me embarrassed?" Rong Que shook his head helplessly, raised his head and said in the direction where the gourd was shooting.
"Your task now has one more. In addition to listening, you also have to drink wine every day. One gourd every day must not be missing. How can my apprentice not drink wine?" His voice seemed to be a little disappointed, as if it was a huge sin to know how to drink wine.
After looking at Rong Que, Ximen Xue asked with some amusement, "Junior brother, are you really not not drinking? No, there are such gods in this world. Senior brother admires you. I'll go back first, see you tomorrow." As he said that, he covered his mouth and laughed, and immediately ran away.
Rong Que had no choice but to look down at the gourd in his hand, shook his head with a wry smile, and finally he could only pull out the plug and put the mouth of the gourd to his nose and smell it. He felt that there was no smell and he was a little confused.
After taking a sip, I found that there was no spicy taste of wine. Instead, a coolness slid into my stomach through my throat. Suddenly, the numbness of sitting in my day disappeared immediately. It felt like the fullness after a sleep. Rong Que looked at the wine gourd in his hand in surprise, took another sip, and couldn't help it. He drank it one by one. In the end, the gourd was already bottomed out.
After drinking a gourd, Rong Que felt a little dizzy. Finally, he had time to say one sentence in his mouth: "Master, you are humble!" Then he fell down and a slight snoring sound came from a short while.