In the deserted valley at the back of the mountain, Xiao Buchong, who was waiting for Mo Zizizi to arrive, was teaching a snow-white monkey the swordsmanship of Dancing the Demon.
"Hey, that's wrong, that's wrong, it's because your inner energy is derived and exerts force along the five fingers, not just by shaking the wrist."
"Do you know that the moves are just superficial, but they look good but are useless?"
"Come again."
Limping, he used his fingers as swords, and the sword energy spread in all directions, and then fiercely escaped into the ground and said: "Don't be greedy, with your qualifications as a low-level spiritual beast, you will be very good if you can practice the first twenty moves.
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"Frost kills all grass, what is frost?"
"The sword in your hand is frost, and the enemy is grass."
"Either you don't take action, or you have to leave no loopholes when you take action."
"Boom."
Within the confinement of the soundproof formation, the sword roared like thunder and roared endlessly.
The big white monkey was very excited and danced.
It jumped up and down in front of Xiao Buchong, tilting its head and making various gestures.
Sometimes it points to the third peak, and sometimes it raises its head and howls wildly.
Xiao Buchong said knowingly: "There is only one Su Xinglan in the world, and you are far behind."
"Remember, greed for too much will lead to death. Sword moves are fatal, but people are alive."
"You must learn to adapt at any time. When the sword moves, the heart moves. When the heart moves, the sword has been drawn."
"Okay, you practice slowly while I go catch up on some sleep."
Yawning, the lame old man who had been hiding in Kunlun for more than half a year staggered up the mountain and said, "What are you peaches? Give me four more peaches today."
The big white monkey nodded vigorously and patted his chest to express that there was no problem.
Xiao Buchong said happily: "Don't let Ji Xuanqing find out, the mission of my four brothers is only to rescue Suning."
"I don't want to care about your affairs on Kunlun Mountain, and I don't want to be asked how Su Xinglan and others are doing in the fairy world."
"Well, that's it."
Waving impatiently, he appeared in the bamboo house where Xia Baiyou lived before his death.
"I asked, when will Mo Zizi come to China?"
Sitting on a chair in the corner, the old woodcutter was casually flipping through an ancient book on mountain chat that he had "borrowed" from the Kunlun Library. He looked at it and said angrily: "I spend all my time here every day, either meditating or adjusting my breath or teaching...
Beasts practicing swordsmanship."
"Standing back and waiting for the rabbit, the person who really waits will be exhausted."
"What the hell, it's driving me crazy."
"Snapped."
Throwing down the ancient books, he wandered around in the bamboo house distractedly and said, "No, I have to go out for a walk."
"Find something for yourself to do and get some fresh air."
Xiao Buchong warned: "It's okay to take a walk, just don't expose your traces."
"There are many people who are interested in Suning, and all the forces in the fairy world are ready to take action."
"The Dharma has been swallowed up. The supreme inheritance that belongs to the master in his memory is undoubtedly a mobile treasure house. Who doesn't want to take a piece of it?"
"Xiao Nian'er said that if we can't successfully bring Suning back to the Phoenix Realm this time, it's best for the four of us not to go to Taixu Mountain for the rest of our lives."
"Well, I'm shameless."
Reprimanding him coldly, Xiao Buchong walked to the window, lay down on the only soft bed in the bamboo building and said: "You have no shame, I want my face."
On the other side, the old sheepherder and coffin carrier who were busy playing chess were unhappy. They asked in unison: "Who are you scolding?"
Xiao Buchong pretended not to hear, closed his eyes and said: "Today is different from the past. The small world of China that has lost its original formation can be visited by both humans and ghosts."
"Luo Chen's attitude is vague and unclear. It's not an exaggeration to say it's abnormal."
"Of course, it is reasonable for him to have this attitude. We are not qualified to ask him to help."
"After all, the master-disciple relationship between him and Suning is an exchange of interests."