Chapter 12: Who are you when you come out of the mountain and lift the veil

? It is common sense that Chao Jianxue is taller than Yu Wei, so it is always difficult for him to carry someone. He actually managed to make Chao Jianxue's feet float back to his Qingxuezhu without touching the ground.

Yu Wei had only been to the courtyard before and had never entered the room.

Unlike his own residence, as soon as he stepped into the inner room, he was distracted by the complicated gadgets in it.

Chao Jianxue has a flamboyant personality and likes flashy and exquisite objects. There are a wide variety of gold and lacquerware, and a cabinet full of various ornaments. There are also birds made of gold, equipped with mechanisms, making cooing sounds and flapping their shiny golden wings.

There is even a soft carpet on the ground, and there is no sound when you step on it.

Chao Jianxue was dazed, broke away from Yu Wei, and jumped onto his bed: "Thank you, junior brother, you can go back."

He was still polite even when he was drunk.

Yu Wei held the lantern, looked around, and finally placed it next to the hollow gold vase with a plum blossom inserted in it, one high and one low, which looked unique.

He relit the mandarin duck, and the mandarin duck with spiritual power began to swim spontaneously. The peacock feathers reflected the water shadows on the paper, and the warm yellow light also illuminated a corner of the inner room.

On the table, there were several books of Wuwei skills stacked up. Out of some habit, Yu Wei put them neatly, revealing the notes under the books.

At a glance, the handwriting on the paper was messy, some were copied mental skills, some were drawn sword skills, and several stick-like figures had their hands and feet in all directions.

"..."

He didn't want to stay for long, and turned back to look at Chao Jianxue again. The latter was very drunk, but she had a good drinking habit, and just fell asleep.

But her clothes were not changed, and her shoes and socks were not taken off.

Yu Wei stood there and pondered for a moment, but still walked forward and reached out to grab Chao Jianxue's ankle.

It fits in his palm so slenderly that he can control it with one hand through the slippery silk clothes.

Chao Jianxue struggled and kicked at him, but he just exerted a little force to clamp her, took off his shoes, and placed them neatly beside the couch.

His brows relaxed now, and he left Qingxuezhu without looking back.

The power of Fenghualu was stronger than Chao Jianxue had imagined. He dreamed that he became the number one of Wuwei Sect, married a beautiful and wealthy woman with drums and gongs beating, and reached the peak of his life.

The leaders of the sect and the Tianyao Sect all came to congratulate him.

He was wearing red and green, with a big red flower on his chest, smiling with eight neat teeth, holding a big red satin, and the other part was held in the hand of a figure covered with a red wedding veil.

I wonder what kind of gentle and beautiful woman she is?

Chao Jianxue was impatient to lift the other's wedding veil, but the beauty lifted it back, revealing the unmoved face of Junior Brother Yu Wei: "I told you, drinking is not good for cultivation."

Chao Jianxue was so scared that he rolled and crawled, fell off the bed, and opened his eyes in a daze.

At this glance, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him, with the tip of the sword raised in his hand shining brightly, arousing a trembling cold light in the moonlight, like an executioner who was asking for his life. Chao

Jianxue rolled on the ground, and the tip of the sword pierced the carpet in front of him, and the sword reflected his own frightened pupils.

Who wants to kill him!

Could it be the Tianyao Sect?

The black shadow moved very quickly, and Chao Jianxue had no power to fight back with his small foundation

. He tried his best to dodge twice, and his back hit the treasure shelf, and the scattered objects on it fell all over the floor. This time, the black shadow's sharp light shot directly at his face.

My life is over!

Suddenly, a spiritual light hit the black shadow, and the black shadow felt pain and jumped out of the window, disappearing without a trace.

For a moment, the shadows of the trees outside the house rustled, and there were sounds of chasing and clashing of sharp blades. Chao Jianxue hid behind the treasure shelf, still in shock.

After a while, Qishan walked in: "It's okay. It's a pity that I used my clone to see you, but he ran away."

Chao Jianxue's face was pale, and she didn't hear anything he said. It took her a while to get up.

"Someone really came to kill me... Is it the Tianyao Sect?"

Qishan: "Even if it is the Tianyao Sect, they will definitely not leave any evidence for us to find."

Chao Jianxue: "Aren't there the sect restrictions and the restrictions built by me, Qingxue, how did he fly in?"

Qishan smiled: "Restrictions also have loopholes. Besides, do you think the restrictions built by Qingxue can protect against Yuanying and above? It's not an iron cover."

Chao Jianxue was disappointed. He really thought that he could sit back and relax with the restrictions.

"No problem. I'll strengthen the restrictions for you tomorrow and tell your master."

Chao Jianxue nodded vigorously: "Thank you, father."

Qishan nodded: "You should be more careful in the future. Now that you have both soul and spirit, you should practice diligently."

Needless to say, when he thought that someone was thinking about his life, it was like a sword hanging over his head. Chao Jianxue couldn't help but work hard.

Chao Jianxue said embarrassedly: "Thanks to father for coming at the right time."

Qishan smiled at him: "Yes, I almost forgot, I came here to ask you, do you want to go to Shuiyue Valley?"

Chao Jianxue was stunned.

"Master, didn't you say that I can't go down the mountain with my cultivation level..."

"Mu Yuan has always been a worrywart. It's a pity that you are always hiding in the sect at your age. Didn't I give you many magic weapons? One of them doesn't require spiritual power at all, and it can also save your life. The immortal weapon of Shuiyue Valley has come to the world, which is a good thing. Who knows if you can find a bargain? It will also help you practice."

Chao Jianxue's eyes gradually brightened: "Father means..."

Qishan nodded approvingly and said, "Go if you want to go. Cultivation is to venture everywhere. Don't be timid. Your father will teach you another trick."

He pinched a hand seal, and a wisp of spiritual thought floated into Chao Jianxue's sea of consciousness. It was a disguise technique.

"When you learn it, you can go down the mountain." Qishan smiled.

The disguise technique of a Mahayana cultivator is naturally flawless, and even the voice can change accordingly. However, Chao Jianxue's cultivation level is limited, and he needs to make up for the technique once it exceeds twelve hours. Chao

Jianxue was particularly moved. It turned out that Qishan saw his expectations at that time.

Before leaving, Qishan raised the lantern under the plum blossoms and turned it around, saying with a smile: "Mandarin ducks playing in the water, thinking back to the past..."

He also drank with Mu Yuan, and his tone was full of reminiscence. Chao Jianxue was listening attentively to hear about the past, but he stopped talking, and his figure immediately dispersed into tiny fluorescent dots of light.

Chao Jianxue realized later that it was not Qishan himself who came to his room, but just a shadow clone. Qishan himself should still be drinking with his master on the moon viewing platform.

He was almost in danger, and he was in close contact with the strength of the boss. His deep-rooted materialism was shocked, and he sat on the edge of the couch in a daze to wake up.

He sat there until dawn, and his sea of consciousness had already chewed up and memorized the art of disguise.

The first time he cast the spell, it was very difficult. When he looked in the mirror, he saw a person with a crooked face and a crooked mouth. He was startled and hurried to change again.

After trying countless times, he finally got an ordinary face. Looking closely, only the eyes were 70% similar to his own.

This was enough.

Instead of hiding in your room timidly, it is better to take the initiative and seek changes.

So in the next few days, he practiced diligently in the Qingxuezhu, and finally waited for the news that his master was in seclusion. He found a good day with clear sky and light air, and quietly followed the disciples who came down the mountain to leave Wuwei Sect