ragginovel Chapter 373 He wanted to find peace and quiet, but things only got more lively.
Chapter 373 He wanted to find peace and quiet, but things only got more lively.
The stone gate remained closed for half the night, and Mo Chengyue did not sleep soundly.
The morning mist glided past the bamboo leaves outside the window, and the birds on Qingquan Peak sang more frequently than the outer gatekeepers urged them to finish their work.
He sat on the futon, placed the elixir bottle given to him by Qin Wanzhuang on the left, the golden feather talisman given to him by Jin Qiaoqiao on the right, and Lin Miaoyin's purple talisman silk in the middle.
Mo Chengyue stared at the three items for a long time.
"This is hardly a protective item."
"This is a debt certificate."
The soft sound of a pipa drifted from outside the cave.
Lin Miaoyin asked with a smile through the door, "Junior Brother Mo, are you up yet?"
Mo Chengyue stuffed the talisman into his sleeve.
"Not up."
Jin Qiaoqiao's voice drifted from the direction of the Iron Tree Pavilion.
"Why would they reply if they didn't get up?"
Mo Chengyue closed his eyes.
"Sleepwalking."
Qin Wanzhuang stopped on the stone steps, her sword sheath lightly touching the threshold.
"Open the door."
Mo Chengyue looked down at his outer robe to make sure there were no tears before getting up to open the door.
Three women were standing outside the door.
Qin Wanzhuang wore a moon-white outfit, her long hair was neatly tied up, her eyebrows and eyes were cold and aloof, and the tassel of the sword at her waist fluttered in the wind against the side of her clothes.
Jin Qiaoqiao wore a peacock-green shawl, and the feather hairpin in her hair shimmered with light, so beautiful that the mist on Qingquan Peak receded several feet.
Lin Miaoyin changed into a long dress with purple bamboo patterns, walked barefoot on wooden clogs, and held a white jade pipa in her arms. Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but when she looked at people, it always felt like an account book had been opened.
Mo Chengyue held onto the door.
"Ladies and gentlemen, is Qingquan Peak now holding an early morning court session so early?"
Qin Wanzhuang handed him a sword manual.
"practice."
Mo Chengyue looked at the cover of the sword manual.
"Senior sister, I need to go to the Sutra Repository today to cancel my leave."
Jin Qiaoqiao raised an eyebrow.
"Didn't you cancel your leave yesterday?"
Mo Chengyue said seriously, "Yesterday I was canceling my field leave, today I'm canceling the psychological trauma of being late after my injury."
Lin Miaoyin plucked a string.
"You've been noted down by the junior sister in the Scripture Pavilion."
Mo Chengyue looked up.
"What should I remember?"
Lin Miaoyin smiled gently.
"Elder Leng escorted you back to your sect, the former Holy Maiden moved to Qingquan Peak, the Peacock Clan Princess set up guards at night, and Senior Sister Qin blocked the door at dawn."
Mo Chengyue raised his hand and pressed it to his brow.
"It's a pity that Lin Wanqing isn't in the punishment hall writing case files."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "She also asked me if you could go on duty today."
Mo Chengyue's spirits have returned by half.
"She finally got to the point."
Jin Qiaoqiao crossed her arms.
"You really want to go?"
Mo Chengyue said, "The Sutra Repository is quiet."
Lin Miaoyin turned her head to look at him.
"Peace and quiet?"
Mo Chengyue thought about what his fellow disciples in the Scripture Pavilion would think, and then changed his mind.
"Relatively quiet".
Qin Wanzhuang looked at him for a moment.
"You can go, but practice your swordsmanship first."
Mo Chengyue remained silent.
Jin Qiaoqiao asked, "What, you don't want to?"
Mo Chengyue raised the sword manual.
"willing."
Lin Miaoyin asked with a smile, "Why does this answer sound like I'm about to be tortured?"
Mo Chengyue sighed.
"Senior sister, cultivation is essentially a dual labor of both body and will."
Qin Wanzhuang drew her sword half an inch.
"Say less."
Mo Chengyue immediately drew his sword.
"This disciple will now undertake the task."
The mountain breeze swept through the bamboo forest, and the dew, carried by the sword energy, shattered into tiny beads on the stone steps.
Mo Chengyue's Rain Flower Sword Technique was inherently light and agile. Combined with the Heavenly Gang Soaring Dragon Step, his figure moved across the courtyard, the tip of his sword touching the morning mist and leaving faint silver traces.
Qin Wanzhuang stood to the side, occasionally raising her sword to point out flaws in his moves.
"Left shoulder relaxed."
"Don't let your steps falter."
"Withdraw your sword stance."
Mo Chengyue's forehead was sweating.
"Second Senior Sister, I am wounded."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "The wounded should know even more about where there should be no empty spaces."
Jin Qiaoqiao sat on the stone railing and watched for a while.
"His footwork is much smoother than before."
Lin Miaoyin, holding her pipa, slowly replied.
"It's something I learned from escaping for my life."
Mo Chengyue's sword thrust went astray, nearly splitting the thin mist in front of the courtyard in two.
"Senior Sister Miaoyin, you could have been a little more subtle in your praise."
Lin Miaoyin blinked.
"Junior Brother Mo's movements are graceful and elegant, making him suitable for surviving all sorts of dangerous women."
Jin Qiaoqiao sneered.
"Is that what you call subtlety?"
Mo Chengyue sheathed his sword and turned around.
"I think I've already acted with goodwill."
Qin Wanzhuang brought her sword sheath horizontally, gently pressing against his wrist.
"Again."
Mo Chengyue looked at her.
"Senior sister, if I fall here today, the Scripture Pavilion will be missing one diligent guardian."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "The Scripture Pavilion will not collapse."
Jin Qiaoqiao said, "If you fall, we'll drag you back to the cave."
Lin Miaoyin said with a smile, "Then have Lin Wanqing ask for leave for you, and write that you overdid it while practicing swordsmanship."
Mo Chengyue sighed deeply.
"My status at Qingquan Peak is becoming more and more like that of a public good."
Qin Wanzhuang said, "Draw your sword."
Mo Chengyue raised his sword.
"They're here."
As the morning light passed over the summit, Mo Chengyue finally escaped from Qingquan Peak.
He landed on his magical artifact in front of the Sutra Repository. As soon as he stepped onto the stone steps, he saw Lin Wanqing standing at the door holding a thick stack of books.
The girl wore a light apricot-colored disciple's skirt, with a small jade bell hanging from her hair ribbon. Her cheeks were flushed from her morning journey, and her eyes were so bright that Mo Chengyue wanted to turn away.
Lin Wanqing saw him and immediately waved.
"Senior Brother Mo!"
Mo Chengyue turned around.
"I suddenly remembered that the alchemy furnace was not turned off."
Lin Wanqing jogged over and stood in front of him.
"Senior Brother Mo, your cave dwelling doesn't have a pill furnace."
Mo Chengyue looked at her.
"You even know that?"
Lin Wanqing smiled sweetly.
"It is written in the duty roster of the Scripture Pavilion that Senior Brother Mo is not good at alchemy, but only at talisman arrays, and the number of times he has borrowed the alchemy room is blank."
Mo Chengyue looked down at the booklet in her hand.
"Junior Sister Lin, are you holding a book, or the draft of my life?"
Lin Wanqing tucked the booklet into her bosom.
"Senior brother is joking."
Mo Chengyue asked, "What did you write down last night?"
Lin Wanqing's eyes curved into a smile.
"Don't worry, senior brother, I didn't write anything wrong."
Mo Chengyue breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Wanqing added.
"I only wrote the facts."
Mo Chengyue swallowed his last breath.
"The truth hurts more than rumors."
Lin Wanqing suppressed a smile and handed him a jade pendant.
Elder Chen said that if you can still walk, you should go to the upper level to stand guard.
Mo Chengyue accepted the jade tablet.
"Elder Chen really knows how to use people."
Lin Wanqing said, "Elder Chen also said that a note was sent from Ice Soul Peak, saying that you need to rest and should not sit for long periods of time."
Mo Chengyue's eyelids twitched.
"What did Elder Chen say?"
Lin Wanqing imitated Elder Chen's aged tone.
"If a cultivator doesn't sit, does he read books while lying down?"
Mo Chengyue was filled with awe.
"Elder Chen knows how to work."
Lin Wanqing took a half step closer and whispered, "Senior Brother Mo, did Elder Leng really say you're one of hers?"
Mo Chengyue hung the jade pendant back on his waist.
"Junior Sister Lin, there is a rule in the Scripture Pavilion that prohibits talking."
Lin Wanqing blinked.
"I know, that's why I only ask the person in question."
Looking at her innocent face, Mo Chengyue suddenly felt that this girl had unlimited potential.
"If you enter the Hall of Punishments in the future, the sect will have far fewer unsolved cases."
Lin Wanqing thought about it carefully.
"The punishment hall is too fierce; I prefer books."
Mo Chengyue said, "Books are also ominous, especially account books."
Lin Wanqing laughed out loud.
"Senior brother, hurry up and go up. Several new fragments of the text have been sent over from above today. One of them is called the Taiyin Concealing Breath Chapter, and the other is called the Ling Shu Hundred Meridians Record."
Mo Chengyue stopped in his tracks.
"Who delivered it?"
Lin Wanqing opened the booklet.
"The authority was approved by Peak Master Yan of Qingquan Peak, and Elder Chen affixed his seal."
Mo Chengyue remained silent for a moment.
"Master, are you assigning me to guard duty, or are you sending me for further studies?"
Lin Wanqing followed behind him, carrying the books.
"Perhaps both."
Mo Chengyue looked up at the wooden ladder.
"It sounds more like overtime training."
Lin Wanqing whispered, "Senior brother, don't look down on it. Many inner disciples want to go up and take a look but don't even have the chance."
Mo Chengyue sighed, "Too many opportunities can also turn into opportunities to die."