Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

Small village.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl stood still holding a wooden sword, and she looked like a lotus in the wind, graceful and graceful.

"Azhao, the elders are here to accept disciples again, do you want to test your aptitude?" A girl with a big ponytail hurriedly walked, beckoning to the girl with a sword.

The girl named Ah Zhao raised her head and said seriously, "I already have a master."

"What master? Is it that stone in the back mountain pond?" The big ponytail frowned, poked Ah Zhao on the shoulder twice, and sighed, "You said you have a master, but after all these years you still haven't followed him. We are the same? The wooden sword is swung around, it is all to fool people."

A Zhao smiled, showing two cute and small pear dimples on her cheeks. Big Ponytail knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he sighed softly, and muttered: "Then I'll try it myself." After saying that, he turned and ran away, while Ah Zhao just looked at her back and shook his head, He stared down at his wooden sword. After taking a deep breath, he swung the sword according to the sword style taught by his master.

Wu Fei rabbit walks away, time is like lightning, and it is another six years in the blink of an eye.

The waterfall in the back mountain fell from mid-air like Bai Lian, making a rumbling sound. Ah Zhao's feet stepped on the water, like walking on flat ground. In a flash, she passed through the waterfall and entered an empty cave. It's just that she didn't see those two figures, her brows were slightly frowned, and her face was a little more puzzled. She walked around the cave, and finally found a letter on a stone platform, which only wrote the words "Sixteen Schools Fighting Swords".

It has been nearly two hundred years since the catastrophe of the past.

The aftermath of the catastrophe has dissipated, but its impact on Kyushu is extremely profound. During this period of time, some casual cultivators have achieved caves one after another, which greatly increased the strength of their sect. Among the Xuanmen, the strength of Tianyanzong is still far ahead, but the appearance of Yaoting, Taishang Wujizong and even the Nether race makes it impossible for Tianyanzong to continue to sit at the head of Kyushu. The original structure of Kyushu has been broken, and now the newly emerging Sixteen factions have replaced the old situation, and a grand event such as "Sixteen factions fighting swords" has also been derived.

Of course, when it is said that it is a "sixteen sects fighting swords", it means that the winners are usually born from the sixteen sects, and casual cultivators are not prohibited from participating in this grand event.

On Doujian Peak, the seventeen peaks are level, forming a circle. Each of the sixteen sects occupies a mountain peak, and the remaining one is the world of casual cultivators.

"Since the heavenly star fell to Kyushu, all major sects have found some outstanding disciples. They came into being, both in terms of understanding and luck, which are better than ordinary people. But I don't know who is the king among these disciples. "A light sigh sounded.

"Needless to say, I am naturally the one who won the first place in the Wuji sect."

"Are you really confident?"

"Why don't you ask Fellow Daoist Ye from Tianji Sect to make a divination?"

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The sixteen sects of sword fighting lasted for half a month before ending, but the ending was extremely surprising.

The winner this time was not the disciple they were optimistic about among the sixteen sects, but a little-known casual cultivator named "Mu Zhao". It is very unlikely that she could get to this point without a teacher's biography. However, when everyone was guessing who her mentor was, she suddenly joined the newly-promoted "Shaking Heaven Palace" in the past two hundred years. Although Shaking Heaven Palace has an ancestor in the cave period, its savings and background are not as good as those of the ten thousand-year-old sects like Tianyanzong and Taiyizong.

Outside the Sword Fighting Peak.

The two figures are illusory, evolving all the time, as if they will escape into the other world at any time.

"Azhao finally entered the Shaking Heaven Palace, and the rest is about Shaking the Heavenly Palace." Mu Sheng sighed softly, and said again, "See you next time, maybe in the Nether World?"

The way of heaven deduces the order, and the Tiangong will return to its place sooner or later. Even with the appearance of Shatiangong, Mu Sheng and Wen Qingchou pushed behind him. The ancestor of this sect was a casual cultivator, and he was able to break through the limit and reach the current state of cultivation after receiving a book from a **** in his dream. After receiving the letter from the gods and men, he must also inherit the "Mission of the Dao of Heaven" and search for "celestial stars in the world" around Kyushu, thereby pushing them to a higher level, until they are upright in the Nine Heavens and claim authority from the Netherworld.

Wen Qingchou turned around and stared at Mu Sheng, chuckled and said, "I just hope she grows up faster." Today's book of the underworld carries the fate of the nine secluded and ten categories, no matter whether you practice Taoism or not, you can't get it from the book of the underworld. out of it. But in this way, Nether's burden is too heavy. Monks practice gods to become immortals, and what they seek is to transcend the world. This roster must eventually be included in the Heavenly Palace.

Warm and sad heart is not so quiet, she blames heaven and herself.

As Mu Sheng's vow came down, her spirit seemed to be cut into two halves, and could no longer be complete. The crack meandered on her body, oozing blood from time to time, reminding her of everything that happened in the past.

This **** day, this hateful fate, after thousands of years, he has never escaped the doomed ending.

Mu Sheng is quite happy, just not having to do Li Xiao is enough to make her happy for hundreds of years.

Sometimes she sits on Qingxue Peak, sometimes repairs the puppets of that kind of ground in Wuque Mountain, and sometimes sleeps in the lonely peak after snow...but most of the time she still builds the imitation world in Nether. town. After the ghosts are enlightened, they gradually evolve themselves according to the figures of the Nether Lord and the Ghost Prison Empress. In the long years, they also traveled to Kyushu, and their bodies were inevitably contaminated with the fireworks of the world. When they returned to the small town, it was like a reflection of the town in the world.

One after another river lanterns floated along the stream, a moon hung in the sky, and the lights on the ground were full of stars.

Mu Sheng sat on a wooden pier and cut bamboo, and under his feet was a group of black and white little rolls, they were screaming, and stretched out their short hands to fiddle with the bamboo branches in Mu Sheng's hand.

Wen Qingchou sat on the other side picking fish, and she rolled up her sleeves, showing a beautiful forearm. When she heard the voice, she raised her eyes and looked at Mu Sheng with a strange expression. She didn't want to turn into a demon body, but she couldn't bear Mu Sheng's ability to intercept her energy changes - this group of small **** were not hers, but they shared the same senses.

Although there are frequent incidents in the netherworld of people who refuse to enter reincarnation, crying ghosts and howling wolves on the bridge, and being kicked off Wangchuan by ghosts, overall it is still peaceful. But on a certain day, this piece of peace was torn apart by a bright sword light. Under the instruction of Wen Qingchou and Mu Sheng, the underworld and the judge did not hold back. When the "uninvited guest" broke through the nine-storied pagoda and came to the "Wuque Town", her body was dripping with blood, and there was almost nowhere except her face. intact.

"How can you be so cruel?" Mu Sheng raised the bamboo branch and knocked on Xiaotuanzi, and the hit Xiaotuanzi covered his head, his round eyes were full of innocence.

Warm and sad: "..." It sounds like her idea.

Mu Zhao, who was outside the house, held the sword and broke through the nine-storied pagoda in a row, reaching her limit.

The Nether World is indeed more terrifying than imagined. Even if she stands at the peak of Kyushu, looking at this Nether World, she can still feel her insignificance. The Underworld Division and the Judge are all so good, so what about the Nether Lord and the Ghost Prison Empress who represent the way of the Nether and have won the power of creation? Can she really gain authority from the underworld, as everyone expected, and lift the shackles of fate on monks?

Taking a deep breath, Mu Zhao circulated the spiritual power in her body, she bit her lip, wave after wave of tearing pain came, her body was almost numb. She recalled everything in the past - from being rescued by her mentor from the mouth of a wolf, to participating in the sixteen sects of sword fighting and worshiping in Shaking Heaven Palace according to the meaning they left behind... She is not only herself, but there are thousands of cultivators behind her people. Just when her inner fighting spirit was ignited again, a familiar and clear voice reached her ears.

"Why don't you come in? Do you want us to invite you?"

Mu Zhao's body froze suddenly, her eyes widened, and emotions such as astonishment, disbelief, panic, and bewilderment were intertwined on her face. Before the consciousness can make a decision, the body has already taken a step forward on its own. She stared blankly at the two familiar figures in front of her, her knees softened, and she knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Get up, leave Nether after eating this fish." Wen Qingchou raised an eyebrow at Mu Zhao, and said coldly.

Various thoughts are intertwined in Mu Zhao's mind. Most of her cultivation time is spent in Shaking Heaven Palace, but she has never forgotten her two mentors from the beginning to the end. Without them, there would be no such person as "Mu Zhao" The presence.

The two mentors are in the nether world, so they...

"Don't worry about it, it's just as you think." Mu Sheng looked at Mu Zhao and said with a slight smile. She reached out to fetch the Wenzhuqin, and when she hooked the strings with her fingers, a majestic and exuberant vitality that was completely different from the Netherworld entered Mu Zhao's body, repairing her torn Qi veins and broken body. "You're fine." Mu Sheng met his disciple's gaze, and the smile in his eyes became even stronger.

"Are you ready to take on the responsibility?" She gave Mu Sheng a sideways look with warmth and dissatisfaction, and was not going to go around with Mu Zhao here. The fish in her hand had already been grilled, and she hadn't tasted a bite yet, a look of regret turned in her eyes, and she handed out the whitebait without hesitation. "It's still too late for you to regret it now. For the sake of past affection, I will let you walk out of the nether world with your whole body intact."

Mu Zhao bit his lip, and respectfully said: "I understand now." She took the whitebait respectfully, and in the midst of a slightly indifferent "um", it seemed that the Lingtai was surrounded by a The sky thunder split, and the first book faintly appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness. The moment her consciousness was connected with it, she immediately realized that this was part of the authority of the "Ming Shu", which was a "True Immortal Occupation Book" , from now on the immortal way will not be restricted by the nether world.

"Since you have taken it, don't let it go."

"The two of us are waiting for the day when you can prove your karma as the Emperor of Heaven."

After Mu Zhao left, Mu Sheng didn't need to maintain any teacher's dignity, and stretched without any image.

The Three Realms have been completed, so you don't have to worry about the calculations of the Dao of Heaven, the burden on you can finally be unloaded.

"What do you think?" She gave Mu Sheng a warm and sad look.

"I want to eat fish." Mu Sheng glanced at the burning bonfire, and the bamboo branch that was originally skewered with grilled fish was casually inserted aside. The only fish has been handed to the good apprentice with the power of the nether world. Mu Sheng smiled, fell down on the reclining chair, and put his hands behind his head.

got windy.

In the silvery river, the lights were blown by the wind and floated up leisurely, turning into sky lanterns embellishing the darkness.

Mu Sheng tilted his head and looked at the warm sorrow staring at him. She hooked her lips and smiled lightly: "I want to go across the mountains and seas with you, to see the stars."

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The author has something to say:

The story of this background is divided into two parts, Nether and Tiangong. The protagonists are different, so they are not written together.

Nether is over, and Tiangong is in "Why Junior Sister is an Undercover Agent".