A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

"Muyu, hurry up and get ready, it's already dawn." The village chief of Laobu sat by Muyu's bed and shook Muyu.

"Oh." Mu Yu opened her eyes and looked at the stars in the sky outside the window that had not been hidden. The sky was still white and the rooster had not yet croaked! He sucked his mouth and closed his eyes again.

"Mu Yu, don't rely on the bed. Today is an extraordinary day. As you, the second child in our Liushui Village, who can become an fairy master in ten years, we must go early and strive to give the fairy master a good impression." Lao Bu The village chief smiled with a frown.

"Uh." Muyu pulled the quilt, and responded in a confused voice.

"Mu Yu, you must strive for a little bit of arrogance! I am laughed at by people from other villages every year, saying that our villages are all arrogant, and the children who can become fairy masters are rare. You don't know how angry I am!" That one is not convinced.

"Okay." Mu Yu scratched her stomach, and the sound was like whispering.

"In the next year's Ergazi Village, five children have become fairy masters, an average of two in two years, and the success rate is much higher than ours. That big village is even more powerful. Look at others! Twenty have been out in the past ten years, and we have out of two in ten years! Are you angry?" Laobu village chief whispered and wondered whether Muyu had any hear.

"Qi." Muyu rolled over, slurred.

"Don't sleep, you hurry up, I have to change your clothes, dress up well, and become a fairy master in the future, but it can't be too bad!" The head of the old village looked at Muyu's sleepiness with hatred. It looks like, this child can easily become the second person who can cultivate immortals in ten years, but he is always so indifferent, he doesn't care what it means to be an immortal master.

"OK." Mu Yu turned back, his feet stretched out of the quilt, and lay on the village chief's lap. He drooled slightly, and just dreamed of eating delicious braised fish, which made him greedy.

"You can't get up? I can't beat someone."

"Qi." Mu Yu still closed his eyes, and the old village chief never beat him.

"I made your favorite braised fish early in the morning, and if I don't eat it, I'll pour it."

"eat!"

Muyu sat up reflexively, her eyes glowing, wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth, and then in the eyes of the old village chief, Muyu wore a pair of pants and rushed towards the kitchen.

"This snack food!" The old village chief shook his head helplessly, picked up Muyu's clothes on the chair, and walked towards the kitchen.

The old village chief looked at Muyu with a grin and touched Muyu's head, saying, "Being a fairy master is a matter of ancestor Guangzong Yaozu. You must strive for a little bit. The fairy master can't be anyone , They flew around omnipotently, we mortals would kneel to them when they saw the fairy master! When you come back later, your status will be different. Last year, Ruiyi of Dadian Village came from Qingsong School When I came back, the village of Dadian Village was specially decorated with lights and fireworks and firecrackers all over the sky, which made me feel envious!"

"Ah! Yes, yes, I remember that fireworks and firecrackers burned the granary that day, and their fire awareness was too bad." Mu Yu continued to pull the rice in his bowl and ate the village chief's braised fish. This was him. Favorite.

Everyone in the village knew that Muyu was an orphan. A woman came to this village a dozen years ago and gave birth to him. When Muyu was two years old, Muyu's mother didn't say goodbye. No one thought that Muyu's mother would be so cruel, leaving Muyu, who was only two years old, to leave alone. Fortunately, the village chief adopted him, and now he is twelve years old, and has met the conditions for enrollment.

"Yes! This shows that the usual sense of safety and fire prevention is very important. Our village will hold a fire drill next time to explain the effective fire prevention measures to everyone... Bah, this is not the point! The point is that there is a fairy! Does the teacher understand?" The village elder found that he was biased by Muyu and immediately knocked on Muyu's head to turn the topic back.

Every year, someone comes to the village to specifically measure the root bones of children who are 12 years old or older, and if they pass, they will be sent to the school in the town. The school is the practice. This world is not as simple as imagined. Cultivation is the road to success. Overhaul is for those who use sleeves and cliffs to move mountains and reclaim the sea. Everyone is longing for the qualifications to cultivate, everyone wants to be among the strongest, to pursue longevity, and to be proud of the world.

Muyu threw out her tongue and muttered: "Why didn't the fairy master be so powerful to cast a spell to save the fire?"

The village elder man twisted his beard, and was a little puzzled. He said slowly: "Maybe... maybe the fairy master's spell was still cooling down? Oh, where do we know about the fairy world! Or maybe that day is not a lucky day to cast a spell. Maybe."

"Huh, huh." Mu Yugan laughed twice, and he still had to look at the almanac for casting? The old man has a big brain.

Mu Yu doesn't want to cultivate immortals, even if this is a chance that many people squeeze their heads to get. Muyu has his own reasons.

No one in the village knew that Muyu often had a strange dream. There was a figure in the dream like a ghost of Raksha, whose life was like ants in the hands of the man. The man slaughtered humans, blood flowed into the river, and the spirits were painted. In Muyu's dream, the sky is dark red, the moon is blood red, and the river water is crimson. Everything seems to be for killing. When Mu Yu wanted to know who the Raksha Ghost was, he would always wake up at that time, and his sweat would wet his whole body.

"That Ghost of Raksha is the so-called self-cultivator?"

Muyu thought about this in his heart, so unconsciously he was a little resistant to comprehension. UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't know why he had this dream, and he didn't understand what it meant. He felt that he was still in this peaceful village quietly. It would be enough to have a grandfather who was close to the village head. It would not necessarily be better to be a fairy master than he is now.

He thought so, but the village head didn't think so.

"I don't expect anything from the old man, I hope you can enter a better Xianjia school and give our village a long face so that I can raise my head in front of outsiders." The old man of the village rubbed his hands and covered his face He hoped to Mu Yu.

"Oh." Muyu sandwiched a piece of bacon and found that something was wrong. Isn't this kind of meat usually only found during the holidays? Today is not a holiday! Muyu raised his head and asked suspiciously: "Grandpa's grandpa, how come you are willing to cook bacon?"

"You haven't been able to eat the old man's craft for a long time. How can Grandpa be stingy?" The old village chief patted Muyu on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Mu Yu was silent for a long while, and looked around. The village head and grandfather had no children. He always regarded Mu Yu as his grandson. He was kind and hardworking all his life, and he had a simple desire. Muyu laughed: "Come on, grandpa. When I come back, you can show off everywhere."

How can the old man's wishes be rejected?

"Yes, when you come back next time, I will take you out to the people in other villages and let others open your eyes. Our village also has good species." The village chief said with a smile.

Muyu blinked and pulled out? Yoyo? Why did you become a mule?

"The grandfather of the village chief is showing off, showing off." Mu Yu kindly reminded.

"Yes, take it out to show off." The village elder uncle said proudly.

Yes, it's still a mule. Mu Yu rolled her eyes and was stuck by the fishbone.