The sky was already dark, the morning rooster was crowing, and the early morning sun cast a faint golden afterglow on the two of them, which couldn't help but add a sacred aura to Balian's already fair face.
What's strange is that under the exaggeration of this aura, Su Jing's dark face no longer looks so dark.
After Su Jing finished writing the last word, he rubbed his wrist, looked down at the dazzling handwriting, and raised the corner of his mouth with a little pride.
I wonder if dad will be shocked when he sees this.
Balian didn't sleep all night, and he didn't show how depressed he was. He was used to getting less sleep. He looked up at the rising sun outside the window and thought to himself...
He didn't know what happened to Xiaoshuang's leg injury. Today he promised to accompany Su Jing down the mountain, and he wanted to ask her to go with him.
But her foot injury is serious, so she should give it up?
After all, the day has just come.
Su Jing stood up and trotted toward the back room.
Soon, he had a bright look on his face, a rake, a shovel and other things in his hand, and he couldn't wait to plant those little tomatoes.
Balian walked over and took these tools from him helplessly, then put them on the ground and said: "I have been writing all night. Even if you are not tired, you should go and wash up. I will also go back to the room and wash up. After a stick of incense, I will come back.
You, let’s set off together.”
Su Jing thought for a while, then nodded.
The two of them quickly completed their preparations. After the round, they put on their equipment and prepared to go down the mountain.
Little did they know that as soon as they came out of the small courtyard, there was a gust of breeze and jade dew lingering in the air.
That tall and straight figure like a pine, with a graceful and uninhibited figure came out through the morning dew.
He let out a light sigh, looked at Su Jing who was about to go out, frowned, and said: "It took just one night to make you copy the Qingxin Jue. Who asked you to go down the mountain?"
The corners of Su Jing's mouth curled up, then turned around and stomped back to the room.
Sect Master Su was stunned for a moment and glanced at Balian with a puzzled look.
"What kind of trouble is this child making?"
In fact, what he was even more puzzled about was that only one night had passed. He never expected that the two of them could live in such harmony and go out together.
Balian has a gentle temper, Su Guanhai knows.
It was expected that he could live in harmony with Su Jing.
But... the most important point is that he knows very well what kind of character that child is.
What's amazing is that when the two stood side by side, Su Jing's eyes when he looked at Bailian lost the previous hostility and vigilance!
And if he had read it correctly just now, his sweet and foolish A Jing actually... laughed!
Is this the sun rising in the west?
Balian touched his nose, smiled, and said nothing.
Su Jing quickly ran out of his bamboo house, carrying a small shovel, plow and other items on his back, swaying on his back.
In her arms, she held a pile of rice paper covered with writing, holding it in her arms like a baby.
A scene that had never appeared before Su Jing...
Su Jing's eyes were different from the previous dim and gloomy ones, but her eyes were filled with gleaming colors, which instantly forced the tears from the corners of Su's eyes.
With a hint of pride and expectation on Su Jing's face, she held a stack of rice paper high in front of Su Guanhai.
"I've finished copying it a long time ago, daddy."
Su Guanhai sniffed hard and did not lower his head in a hurry to read the words on the rice paper in front of him, because he was afraid that the tears in his eyes would fall out and make the two juniors laugh.
He tilted his head and looked up, acting like a master.
In fact, he was forcing back the tears that were welling up in his eyes.
He pretended to look up at the sky deeply for a long time, until his eyes finally became dry, and then he lowered his head and took the rice paper.
He then touched Su Jing's head and said with a smile: "A Jing really opened Daddy's horizons today."
He looked at Su Jing, but glanced at Bai Lian with a distant look.
He thought to himself, if this boy didn't have any credit for it, he wouldn't believe it at all!
Nowadays, I am more and more attracted to this boy. At such a young age, he actually has such skills and is able to accomplish difficult things that even he cannot do.
Amazing, amazing...
Su Jing raised her little black face, frowned, waved her hand and said: "Dad, please get out of the way quickly, he wants to take me down the mountain to plant tomatoes and buy rouge gouache."
Sect Master Su, who had finally regained his composure, almost burst out of his eye sockets when he heard this sentence!
He automatically ignored the former Little Tomato and stammered: "Buy...buy...what are you buying?!"
Su Jing responded: "Rouge..." After saying that, she glanced at Balian uncertainly and asked, "It should be called Rouge Gouache."
Bailian, who hadn't noticed some details yet, nodded.
At this time, he had not thought carefully about what "rouge and gouache" meant to Su Jing.
And what does it mean for Su Jing to be able to accept 'rouge and gouache'?
I was just thinking, shouldn't I just buy a rouge and gouache for darkening? Why do I need to make so much fuss about it?
Could it be that...this Su Da Sect Master is very stingy and is afraid that he will spend their Tai Xuan Sect's money?
Su Guanhai had thought so much. He glanced at Bailian with deep admiration and secretly smacked his lips, thinking that this boy was really as skilled as he was when he was young.
"Ahem..."
Sect Leader Su gave a dry cough. He had already chanted the Qingxin Jue three times rapidly in his heart but could not calm down his racing heart.
He could only pretend to be calm and flicked his sleeves, suppressed the corners of his mouth that were rising wildly, and said: "Since the punishment task has been successfully completed, my father will not stop you from going down the mountain.
It's just that you can't be careless. Your brother Baili is injured, so you have to protect his safety."
Su Jing nodded, because of these words, he suddenly remembered what Bai Lian said last night about the people who insulted and bullied him.
A wave of anger suddenly surged on his dark face. He raised his fist and said firmly: "Whoever dares to bully him, I will be the first to kill him!"
Brian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Su Guanhai nodded happily, but in fact, his heart was already racing with ecstasy. He waved his hand, "Go ahead, go ahead."
Watching the two small figures walking away from the mountain path.
The calm smile on Su Guanhai's face that he tried to support himself could not be sustained.
His face twitched, his mouth widened to the back of his ears, and he spun around three times excitedly like an old child.
The scratching of his head and ears cannot make people think that he is the aloof, unrestrained and unruly head of the Taixuan Sect.
"He's enlightened! He's enlightened! This girl Ah Jing is finally enlightened. I want to tell Ah Ban the good news!"
He carefully put the stack of rice paper treasures into his chest as if he had found a treasure. A fiery red lotus rose out of thin air under his feet, carrying his body and flying away with a whoosh.
After a long time, there was another hissing sound.
The fiery red lotus turned back and turned into a line of fire again.
An angry word floated in the distant sky.
"I'm too excited, I'm too excited, I can't find the direction, I'm making mistakes..."
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The two of them were walking on a quiet mountain path, and the road down the mountain was very circuitous.
Whether it is Bai Lian or Su Jing, their realm cultivation has never reached the Kaiyuan realm, and they cannot fly in the air, so they can only walk down the mountain step by step.
Surrounded by green mountains and lingering green water, the environment is very elegant.
The two of them didn't talk much, so they didn't say much.
On his way down the mountain, Bai Lian saw a young disciple of Taixuan Sect in the mountain whom he had not seen yesterday.
On the mountainside of Tianze Mountain, there is a piece of green mountain stone land that was bulldozed to build a rather majestic spiritual platform for practicing martial arts.
Balian couldn't help being attracted. He looked at the Fang Lingtai with a smile on his face. Dozens of young girls and boys were dressed in Tianxuan Sect uniforms, with ceremonial crowns on their heads, and holding three-foot green-edged swords in their hands. They were practicing swordsmanship hard in the morning.
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The breeze is full of dew, and the morning breeze is blowing the hems of their clothes. The swords are huge, the figures are light, and the swords are like swimming dragons. The scene of dozens of boys and girls dancing swords at the same time is really eye-catching.
This is the scene of morning exercises for disciples of one of the three sects in the world, full of vigor and youthful justice.
Bai Lian was fascinated by what he saw and couldn't help but slow down his steps, which immediately aroused Su Jing's dissatisfaction.
He was already tired of seeing the scene that had lasted for ten years.
Besides... there has never been a place for him on that side, and he doesn't like it very much.
Su Jing tugged on Balian's sleeves forcefully, forcing him to speed up his pace.
Among the group of boys and girls at the Lingtai, one person suddenly stopped practicing his sword. His eyes flickered slightly and he saw the two people on the mountain road.
Of course, his eyes were more attracted to the swarthy young man carrying a shovel and a rake.
His bright eyes showed a faint coldness under the refraction of the morning light, and he sheathed his sword.
In the end, the coldness in his eyes was perfectly concealed deep in his eyes.
There was a faint smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he laughed loudly: "Isn't this Su Jing? Why are you not alone today? When did Taixuan Sect accept a new disciple? As a fellow disciple, you shouldn't do what we do
Do you want to introduce me to my senior brothers and sisters?”
Su Jing's strong pull on Bailian's sleeve suddenly loosened, and he stopped.
Although he was born with a weak mind and could even be said to be ignorant of some common sense of life, he had a keen perception of certain aspects that was beyond ordinary people.
Every time he saw this young man from the same clan named Wen Yu, he was extremely disgusted.
Because before he had such disgust, he could clearly feel the hostility and disdain coming from Wen Yu.
He will never maintain a favorable attitude toward people who don't like him.
But Su Jing was born with a weak mind and a hint of arrogance. He heard the provocative words of the other party.
Every time someone provokes someone to cause trouble, although he knows that he will suffer a loss every time, he still refuses to be a coward and escape.
So he stopped, even temporarily putting aside the wonderful thing of growing cherry tomatoes that he had been looking forward to for a long time.
Balian frowned slightly and stopped. He turned his head slightly and looked at the young man who stopped practicing his sword.
He is tall, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and has a handsome appearance.
When he stopped his sword, the remaining dozen disciples also stopped their swords one after another. As they moved, they followed behind this young man. They were obviously on the same page and followed his lead.
Looking at the group of boys and girls, they all had playful looks in their eyes, as if they had become interested when they saw a funny toy offered to them when they were bored.
Balian suddenly felt very disappointed.
It turns out that the beautiful sword training scene just now was nothing more than a mirage.
This also made him understand a truth: if the beautiful things in this world only exist in appearance, they may really have an instant sense of beauty.
But...that can only exist for a moment.
The tall young man smiled slightly and jumped up. His qinggong was so good that his toes lightly touched the hazel grass in the jungle. The uppers of his boots shook off the crystal dewdrops carried by the tips of the weeds.
Before the dewdrops penetrated into the moist soil, the tall young man had already floated in front of Bailian and Su Jing.
"My name is Wen Yu, and I am an inner disciple of Taixuan Sect. You can barely call me senior brother."
His eyes seemed gentle but were actually distant as he glanced at Balian.
Although when he cast his eyes over her for the first time, he was a little surprised and a little interested when he saw him and Su Jing standing side by side with a very harmonious relationship.
Not only when he watched the weak and pitiful second-grade cultivation of seeking Tao coming from his body, the interest would eventually dissipate and become one of his means of teasing others.
Although he said the word "reluctantly" in his mouth, which seemed to be modest and polite, in fact, it was a subtle irony that he was a mediocre disciple of the second level of seeking Taoism and did not have the strength to truly call him senior brother.
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He glanced at Wen Yu indifferently, then quickly withdrew his gaze, looked at Su Jing, and said, "Jing, did you bring the seeds?"
Su Jing was startled, thinking that you had seen me collect the seeds and take them out when I went out. However, he was afraid that his memory was not good, so he nodded and said, "I brought them with me."
"Did you bring the money?"
"I brought it too."
Balian smiled slightly and said: "Since you have brought the two most important things, what reason is there for you to stop.
You can see the scenery here every day, don't delay the important things we agreed on today because of some boring things, that would be... silly."
Balian calmly stated the facts.
Presumably this young man named Wen Yu was one of the people who had insulted Su Jing as a bastard.
In the White Camel Mountain, he had encountered this kind of thing many times, and he had long been accustomed to facing it as if it were normal.
Often this kind of direct disregard of people can sting and hit these people who are arrogant and self-righteous by nature.
Sure enough, Wen Yu's face, which had always maintained a perfect smile, finally turned ugly.
There was a hint of surprise in that ugly look.
Even the boys and girls on the Fang Lingtai showed expressions of surprise.
In the entire Taixuan Sect of Tianze Mountain, everyone knows that in front of Su Jing, no one dares to directly call him stupid. That is his taboo. If an ignorant newcomer calls him stupid in front of him,
Su Jing was afraid that he would beat him so hard that his parents wouldn't recognize him.
Therefore, even their now obedient Wen Yu never dared to say this word in front of Su Jing.