Day by day, Xiao Muyang has been practicing on Confucius Mountain, living a simple and fulfilling life. Of course, in addition to practicing, he occasionally does other things, such as practicing piano and refining weapons.
Chu Qingli likes to sit next to Xiao Muyang and listen to his playing quietly. She enjoys this feeling very much, being able to let go of all thoughts and immerse herself in the beautiful music.
Over the years, the teacher spent most of her time resting in the thatched hut, which was euphemistically called recuperating, but in reality it was just sleeping. She only gave her guidance on how to practice when she had free time. Now that she has a junior disciple on the mountain, her life has become richer.
As for the old man, since Xiao Muyang came out to meet him that day, he never showed up again. Everything was left to Chu Qingli to handle and he didn't care about it.
Xiao Muyang felt helpless about this. After all, he was his teacher, but he did nothing. This was too irresponsible.
But it was good to be with Ninth Senior Sister every day, so he didn't say anything.
On this day, Xiao Muyang was practicing with his eyes closed. Chu Qingli walked to him quietly without making the slightest sound, as if she was afraid of disturbing his practice.
She looked at the young man in front of her. He had regular features and clear outlines, and the lines on his face were clearly visible. His handsome face revealed a somewhat elegant temperament, making him even more extraordinary and outstanding. People couldn't help but want to look at it more.
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She blinked, and a strange thought suddenly came to her mind. Junior brother is so handsome now. In a few years, he will be a rare and beautiful man. I'm afraid there will be many good-looking girls by then.
Pursue him.
I saw a smile blooming on her face. She smiled so brightly that it was very interesting to think about it.
As if he sensed something, Xiao Muyang suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and looked to the side. Seeing the smile on Chu Qingli's face, he couldn't help but show a look of doubt, and asked: "Sister, what are you thinking about? You are smiling so happily.
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"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about the future." Chu Qingli smiled slyly, naturally it was impossible to express her true thoughts.
"What's next?" Xiao Muyang stared at the beautiful face in front of him, and then smiled.
In the past, Senior Sister Ninth always had a cold expression on her face, and although her words were very gentle, she seemed inaccessible. But now, things have changed a lot. She often has a smile on her face, and she looks better than when she didn't smile.
After thinking for a moment, he guessed the reason.
Ninth Senior Sister has practiced alone since she was a child. She has no companions and is used to being alone. Therefore, her temperament tends to be cold. After he came, he often chatted and communicated with her, and her heart naturally became cheerful.
"Sister, have you seen the teacher's other disciples?" Xiao Muyang suddenly looked at Chu Qingli and asked.
"No, I've been staying at Confucius Mountain." Chu Qingli shook her head.
"Is the senior sister from Canglan Country?" Xiao Muyang's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.
"No, I was born in another place, and then I was brought to Canglan by my teacher." Chu Qingli responded. After her words fell, Xiao Muyang looked stunned, and some thoughts flashed through his mind.
As soon as Senior Sister Ninth was born, the teacher brought her to Canglan. However, Canglan was just a small country with few resources, and the teacher did not go down from the mountain after arriving here. He just slept all day and did not care about anything.
So what is he doing here?
Is it possible... to wait here for his birth?
Although he felt that this idea was a bit ridiculous, it was not impossible that the teacher could predict the future. If this was the case, then his luck would be too strong.
Of course, these were just his guesses without any factual basis. He was just curious about the reason why the teacher stayed at Confucius Mountain, so he came up with this explanation.
At this moment, a soft sound came from the front, the door of the thatched cottage was opened, and the old man walked out. Xiao Muyang and Chu Qingli looked over there and shouted at the same time: "Teacher."
"Yes." The old man replied lightly, his eyes full of vicissitudes fell on Xiao Muyang, and then said: "How have you made progress these days?"
"My understanding of the way of swordsmanship is a little deeper." Xiao Muyang replied.
"Just these?" The old man frowned, as if he was not satisfied with the answer.
"Um..." Xiao Muyang felt a little panicked when he saw the old man's face. He had only been here a few days, how much progress could he make?
"Have you cultivated the ice power in your body?" the old man looked at Xiao Muyang and asked.
"No." Xiao Muyang responded, and then looked stunned. How did the teacher know that he had the power of frost in his body?
Can you see through his body?
"Stop practicing your sword next, and try your best to absorb the power of the Ice and Snow Bear. If you haven't broken through the next time I come out, then..." The old man paused at this point, and looked at Xiao Muyang meaningfully.
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Xiao Muyang couldn't help but shudder when he saw the old man's eyes.
Then the old man's figure flashed and disappeared from the sight of the two people, without the slightest breath, as if he disappeared out of thin air.
"Teacher is so strong." Xiao Muyang sighed with emotion. Then he thought of what the teacher just said, and his expression suddenly froze there, with a look of shock on his face.
The teacher just said that he has the power of an ice and snow bear in his body.
Thinking of what happened in the Demon King's tomb before, and the changes in his body after coming out of there, Xiao Muyang felt a turmoil in his heart, as if he understood everything.
Did he actually get the inheritance of the Demon King?
But he fell into a coma as soon as he entered the tomb, and when he woke up, he was in Canglan's palace. He had no idea what happened in the meantime, so how did he get the inheritance of the Demon King?
It’s impossible for the Demon King to come back from the dead and pass the inheritance on his own initiative, right?
This is simply unrealistic, not to mention that the Demon King has already fallen and will never come back to life. Even if he survives, the inheritance will definitely be left to the monster instead of giving him a human kid.
But the fact is that the inheritance is indeed in him, so there is only one possibility.
Xiao Muyang looked at Chu Qingli beside him and asked with a very serious look: "Senior sister, did the teacher go out some time ago?"
A trace of memory appeared on Chu Qingli's face. She pondered for a moment and then nodded: "I did go out once. He said that a friend left and he went over to take a look."
"My friend is gone..." Xiao Muyang murmured to himself, and then a dazzling brilliance shone in his eyes. The teacher's friend must be the old demon king!
It seemed that his guess was correct. After the demon king fell, the teacher went to Tianyao Mountain and gave him the demon king's beast core, so the power of ice in his body overcame the power of fire.
Everything suddenly became clear.
But in fact, Xiao Muyang only guessed half of it right. He would never have thought that the old man had made an agreement with the Demon King thousands of years ago, and everything he did now was just to fulfill the agreement.
I have been practicing for a long time, and more than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
As the end of the year is approaching, white snow has fallen on Fuzi Mountain. At first glance, the vast expanse of white snow looks like a natural painting, which is pleasing to the eye and extremely beautiful.
On top of a towering snow peak, two figures stood side by side, both wearing white fur robes, seeming to blend in with the surrounding snowy scenery.
The two figures are naturally Xiao Muyang and Chu Qingli. At this time, both of them are looking into the distance, their eyes contain deep meaning, and they seem to have something on their mind.
"Sister Ninth, what are you thinking about?" Xiao Muyang suddenly asked, still looking at the falling snowflakes in the sky.
"Speak first." Chu Qingli replied, her voice very clear.
"Obviously I asked first." Xiao Muyang looked at the woman beside him with some dissatisfaction.
"I am your senior sister." Chu Qingli looked at Xiao Muyang, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of pride in her beautiful eyes.
"Is this okay?" Xiao Muyang blinked. The once cold senior sister now actually learned to joke.
Xiao Muyang looked forward again and said, "I'm thinking about my family. I wonder how they are doing now."
The end of the year is approaching, and it is inevitable that some feelings will arise in his heart. It has been more than half a year since he left Qingzhou City. He misses his father and mother very much, misses the happy days of family reunion, and has not seen Gu Xing for a long time.
Sorry, I wonder how that guy is doing in the Canglong Legion.
There are also teachers, senior sisters, Mu Feng and others, are everyone okay?
Of course there is Qian Yu, I don’t know when I can see her again.
"I've finished speaking, the senior sister has said it." Xiao Muyang glanced at Chu Qingli, only to see her looking at the snowy scene in front of her, muttering to herself: "I'm thinking about my family, who they are, and now they are here
Where are they, and will I have the chance to see them in this life?"
Xiao Muyang's eyes suddenly focused there, and he suddenly felt sorry for Ninth Senior Sister.
Although he has never met his biological parents, he has lived a life of family reunion and enjoyed family happiness since he was a child. However, the senior sister has stayed with the teacher on this lonely mountain since she was a child. It is hard to imagine how lonely she must be inside.
"There will be a day." Xiao Muyang suddenly said.
"What?" Chu Qingli was stunned for a moment.
"One day, you will be reunited with your family." Xiao Muyang said with a smile.
"I hope so." Chu Qingli nodded slightly, but there was still a bit of sadness in her eyes, obviously not still immersed in emotions.
At this time, on another snowy peak in the distance, an elderly figure stood there.
Looking at the two figures standing together, there was a happy smile on the old man's old face, and he murmured to himself: "After waiting for so many years, it's time for this to end!"