Master of time and space

"Sister Zhen, I'm coming to see you again." Coming out of the small cave sky of Xiyue Shengjing with three Taoist priests, Yang Wentian chose to appear in Jiang's old mansion, and as soon as he came out, he saw Jiang Xiuzhen holding a jade sword and swinging it very hard in the courtyard of the courtyard.

"Ask Brother Tian, you won't come again to pester me to sing this time, right? I'm not available right now. "Since fusing the 'Immortalization' seed a few days ago, Jiang Xiuzhen was strictly ordered by her grandfather to cultivate for at least two hours a day. At sunrise, they will practice the 'Purple Qi Transformation Yuan Dafa' towards the rising sun, and then they will practice the 'Light Splitting Imperial Sword Technique'.

"Sister Zhen, I brought you three senior brothers and sisters of the Xiyue Immortal Sword Sect." Yang Wentian smiled sweetly at the girl, stretched out his hand sideways and pointed to the three Daoist priests who followed behind, and said, "I want them to live in the Jiang family's old mansion for a while, and by the way, ask them to point out Sister Zhen's cultivation."

"Is it? This is great! In the past few days, I have been forced to learn this immortal sword technique like a duck, although this cultivation method is directly remembered in my mind, but no one has taught me to guide me and progress very slowly: "I have been practicing for five days, and I just had some qi, and this sword move is only used as a gymnastics."

"Ling Zhan Diao, Ling Zhan Ying, Ling Zhan He, see Young Master Mother!" When the three male and female Daoist priests of the Xiyue Immortal Sword Sect saw Jiang Xiuzhen, they all showed a stunned expression, and without Yang Wentian's introduction, the three of them automatically bowed to Jiang Xiuzhen and shouted in unison: "Young Lord Mother is auspicious!"

"Hurry up, I'm Jiang Xiuzhen, not your young master mother." Suddenly, three young Taoist priests came out, and when they saw themselves, they bowed and shouted, and the girl was embarrassed and quickly waved her hand.

"You are the young master mother, how can we admit our mistakes." After the three Daoist priests stood up, Ling Zhangiao, the leader of them, explained to the girl who was still shy: "As early as fifty years ago, oh, it should be more than five hundred years ago in this world, the young master mother and the young master were an enviable immortal couple. "

Senior Brother is right, I think my sword technique was taught by the Young Lord's mother at the beginning." The female Taoist priest Ling Zhanhe was obviously the happiest of the three, squatted down and hugged Jiang Xiuzhen, recalling: "I was only six years old at that time, naughty and playful, often pulled the beard of the second master, and every time I was punished by the master, I asked the young master mother to intercede.

"Yes, if Zhan Feng Zhan Huang they would be more excited here." Daoist priest Ling Zhanying also nodded vigorously and made a gesture of holding the baby with his hand, "When they were rescued back to the mountain gate by the young master mother, they were just weaned at the age.

"Sister Zhen, do you feel that your head can't turn around, and you're a little confused?" The little boy grinned, clapped his hands next to him and said: "I couldn't turn a corner just now, in fact, it is estimated that we traveled to the past in the future to make it so complicated."

"Hmph, you just came to see my jokes sincerely." Jiang Xiuzhen didn't know what was going on for a while, but it didn't prevent her eldest lady from having a temper attack, reached out and knocked the little boy's forehead, gave the other party a nasal sound, turned around and walked back into the house.

"Aren't grandpa and uncle there?" Yang Wentian also followed Jiang Xiuzhen into the main hall, and the room that was lively two days ago has now become deserted.

"Grandpa went back to work, and Dad was busy with business." Jiang Xiuzhen made a pot of tea with the tea set on the table of the eight immortals, motioned for everyone to sit down and poured a cup of tea for everyone, before jokingly saying to the little boy: "No matter how idle as you, you don't have to go to scientific research or engage in class, and you come every day to pestering people to sing."

"The genius workshop is a part-time work-study, and if you don't go to class or engage in scientific research, you can flexibly arrange your own time." Yang Wentian is not the first time that Jiang Xiuzhen said this, a little dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and responded vaguely.

"Where did the others go?" While drinking tea, the little boy scouted Jiang's old mansion and found that except for two bodyguards and a nanny, no one was seen by his cousins.

"You are too embarrassed to ask, everyone has been abducted by what kind of special training camp of yours." Speaking of this, Jiang Xiuzhen was a little angry, puffing out her cheeks and complaining to the little boy: "Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and the brothers and sisters finally get together, I thought I could play happily for a few days, but now they are all in the soup."

"It's all my fault, or should I ask Grandpa Yue to postpone the opening of this camp by a few days?" The little boy stuck out his tongue, he really didn't notice that the Spring Festival of the Chinese National Lunar Year was coming.

"Forget it, Grandpa Yue is fierce, don't tell him this, just because I didn't say it." Jiang Xiuzhen is still a ten-year-old girl, and just now she spat bitter water on the little boy, how dare she trouble those adults.

"Sister Zhen, today you will sing another song." After chatting a few words, the little boy coyly took the girl's plain hand and begged: "Every time I listen to you sing, I have a feeling of spiritual cleansing, and I want to listen to it."

"Yes, Young Master Mother, we haven't listened to your lark-like fairy song for more than fifty years, and we miss it so much." The three Daoist priests of the Xiyue Immortal Sword Sect originally just sat and drank tea without making a sound, but when Yang asked Tiantian to beg Jiang Xiuzhen, Zhan He Daogu actually echoed, and the other two Daoist priests also nodded one after another.

"According to the master father, the song of the young master mother is the nine heavenly dazzling sounds, and mortals can smell the joy of body and mind, and have a certain opportunity to open the entrance and realize the heavenly reason. Immortal cultivators have heard that they have a certain opportunity to improve their realm, and even realize their past and present lives. Zhan Diao and Zhan Ying looked at each other, the former raised his hand and took out a five-stringed piano, the latter took out a jade flute, and said to Jiang Xiuzhen in unison: "I am willing to accompany the young master mother."

"I'm just singing casually, how can it be as mysterious as you say?" Unexpectedly, he had three more ancient fans, and Miss Jiang Xiuzhen didn't know whether to be happy or shameful, only to support her forehead and say: "This singing depends on the mood, and I am not a singer who can rap and sing."

"Young Master Mother, you can sing a song, Zhan He is willing to dance the sword to help the fun!" Obviously, the three Daoist priests of the Xiyue Immortal Sword Sect wanted to hear Jiang Xiuzhen sing more than Yang Wentian, the little boy, and the female Daoist girl untied her sword from her waist, stood in the middle of the hall and posed in the middle of the hall with two fingers in her left hand pinching upwards, and holding her sword with her eyebrows in her right hand.

"I usually sing some anime songs or children's songs, I wonder if you like to listen to them and will they accompany them?" The fans before the meeting were too enthusiastic, and Jiang Xiuzhen was embarrassed not to sing.

"It doesn't matter, my two brothers have also been instructed by the young master mother in the past." At this moment, the duo of the eagle eagle began to sing and harmonize, the former straightened the strings, the latter knocked on the jade flute, "The thousands of golden songs taught by the young master mother have been practiced by us for decades. "