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Part Two: Yitian Chapter 280: Gift of Clothes

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    Chapter 280: Gift of Clothes

    Dusk Cold Valley

    Xiao Yuesheng and Wen Yubing, master and apprentice, were walking in Qionglin. They had just had dinner. They walked leisurely in the sunset, chatting and eating.

    The awkwardness between the two of them slowly disappeared unconsciously, and Wen Yubing pretended that nothing happened, as usual.

    This was not an easy task, but Wen Yubing was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. When she secretly saw the eldest disciple's unhappy appearance, she couldn't help but feel soft and soon saw him again.

    She certainly wouldn¡¯t think clearly. With the great disciple¡¯s martial arts, how could he not notice her secret observation?  !

    Seeing how sad Xiao Yuesheng was, she couldn't help but feel soft and explained to herself that it was because she had watched him grow up since she was a child, and she was like a mother and a sister, so she couldn't bear it.

    " Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, he was upright, he walked calmly, and he had a free and unrestrained aura all over his body. He turned his head and glanced at Wen Yubing, and said with a smile: "Master, I want to go down the mountain tomorrow to see the second junior sister."

    Wen Jade Ice Lotus moved lightly, and her face seemed to be formed from a whole piece of mutton-fat white jade, as if it was always exuding a warm luster. Her eyebrows were like distant daisy, and her eyes were like autumn water. She was so beautiful that she could not be compared to a mortal in the world.

    She was wearing a moon-white silk robe, covering her infinitely beautiful figure. As she moved lightly with lotus steps, the silk robe swayed slightly, like ripples on a cold lake, and graceful curves appeared from time to time.

    Wen Yubing walked side by side with Xiao Yuesheng, her expression was not as cold as usual, but much gentler, but she didn't notice it. After hearing the eldest disciple's words, her eyebrows furrowed slightly: "If you think about it, it's been a month since Ruoyun came down the mountain?  "

    "Well, if I count carefully, it has been thirty-six days." Xiao Yuesheng stroked his black mustache and nodded slowly.

    ¡°Why hasn¡¯t she come back for so long?!¡± Wen Yubing¡¯s eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes as clear as autumn water were cast towards Xiao Yuesheng.

    Her disciples rarely went down the mountain for such a long time to practice. They would return to the mountain in as many as ten days, or as little as three to five days.

    Wen Yubing was quite worried because Li Ruoyun had not returned to the mountain for a long time, so he asked Xiao Yuesheng to use the magic of arithmetic to see if she was okay every day. He was so tired that he smiled bitterly.

    Seeing that her face turned unkind again, Xiao Yuesheng had no choice but to comfort him, put down his hand stroking his mustache, spread it helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Second Junior Sister is prudent and observant. She won't suffer any loss. Master, don't worry.  !¡±

    "How could I be worried?!" Wen Yubing snorted, turning his eyes like autumn water to the west, looking at the beautiful sunset in the sky through the treetops, and then quickened his pace, as if to get rid of Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng followed her, shaking his head helplessly. Seeing that she was really trying to get rid of him, he hurriedly said: "Master, there is really news about the second junior sister today"

    Wen Yubing's light and graceful figure immediately paused, turned around immediately, waited for him to get closer, and said hurriedly: "What's the news? Tell me quickly!"

    Xiao Yuesheng walked up to her leisurely, coughed slightly, and wanted to take action. When he saw her giving her an angry look, he spoke slowly and said slowly: "The disciples at the bottom of the mountain sent a message saying that people from Yunzhou area are coming out."  A chivalrous woman appeared, her clothes were as white as snow, her face was covered with white gauze, and a white silk ribbon in her sleeve was so powerful that no one could match her In a few days, she picked out three cottages near Yunzhou City.  The Eighteen Cavalrymen of Yunzhou, who were famous in the martial arts world, also fell under her hands, and no trace of their armor was left."

    "It's really Ruoyun!" Wen Yubing's dark eyebrows moved slightly and relaxed, and the corners of her delicate, snow-white mouth slightly curled up, very happy.

    Clothes as white as snow, face covered with white gauze, and using white silk as a weapon are all characteristics of Li Ruoyun. With these three combined into one, Wen Yubing can be sure that this is his second disciple Li Ruoyun.

    Immediately, her relaxed eyebrows frowned again, and her pretty face showed displeasure: "Why did she cause so much trouble?!"

    For Wen Yubing, she didn't care how promising her disciples were, how powerful their martial arts were, or how many evil people they could kill. She just wanted them to stay by her side safely, without any accidents. Although she was determined to fulfill her master's last wish,  But he has no ambitions, and he has the mentality of being content with being rich.

    "Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed softly: "Second junior sister may have been stimulated by something. Maybe she saw someone doing evil and was so angry that she used such drastic measures."

    Li Ruoyun is extremely indifferent to common things, not because he doesn't understand, but because he doesn't care. Even if he sees something unfair, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it. At most, he punishes people, and rarely kills them.

    Wen Yubing nodded, Lian Bu paused for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes full of joy: "well, you might as well go and have a look, bring her back, she's always outside, it's not good  What a good thing!"

    "Yes!" Xiao Yuesheng responded with a playful smile, and even raised his hands, causing Wen Yubing to sneer.I remember rolling my eyes, and my charm is endless.

    In the early morning of that day, Li Ruoyun, who was dressed as white as snow, took Zhang Siying to the waterfall, pointed to the pool under the waterfall, and said lightly: "Siying, just sit here and watch the pool until your mind calms down completely.  Master will start building the foundation for you again."

    "Master, why do you need to meditate first?" Zhang Siying, wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, stood next to Li Ruoyun. Although she could not compare with her, she still had a unique style that could attract the attention of others.

    The Luo shirt she wore looked like satin but not satin, like cloth but not cloth. It was like the color of white jade, with a faint, hazy light, spotless and without a single wrinkle.

    Zhang Siying still remembers the look on her master¡¯s face when he gave her this shirt

    Li Ruoyun called Zhang Siying into the room, took out the baggage, opened it, took out the Luo shirt, held it in his hand and stroked it gently.

    Since the white gauze had been removed, she could clearly see Li Ruoyun's expression.

    Thinking about it to this day, Zhang Siying still has a hard time describing the expression on her master's jade-like face: shyness, remembrance, longing, sadness. It seems like it is none of them, but it seems that they are all, or they are completely blended together.  It¡¯s so complex and inexplicable that it¡¯s hard to describe.

    Zhang Siying never thought that her frosty master would have such a vivid and complicated expression, which gave her a deep stimulation and was most unforgettable.

    Li Ruoyun looked at the Luo shirt in his hand, his cold eyes gradually became hazy and blurred, and his voice became softer, as if he was remembering the past: "This is a gift from your great uncle as a teacher. It is extremely precious. You must cherish it."  ¡­¡±

    When Zhang Siying saw her master's expression, she guessed that the master might be gone. Otherwise, how could the master have such an expression?

    Thinking of this, she was careful not to say anything. She just watched her master immersed in his own thoughts and let time pass by slowly.

    After a long while, Zhang Siying felt itchy and said softly: "Master, since it was given to you by your uncle, the disciple naturally dare not accept it, so it is better for the master to keep it."

    Li Ruoyun woke up from his misty thoughts, with a blush on his jade-like face. He quickly turned away, looked out the window, and said lightly: "I don't need this shirt anymore as a teacher. You don't have any martial arts now. Wearing it will make you feel better."  A chance to save one¡¯s life.¡±

    "But" Zhang Siying still didn't dare to accept it.

    Li Ruoyun frowned slightly and waved her hand gently: "Okay, don't worry about me, my teacher will take back this shirt when you have the ability to protect yourself!"

    Zhang Siying then gave up and kept silent, so she had no choice but to accept it, but she felt that it was neither wearing it nor wearing it, it was extremely awkward.

    When she put it on, she never wanted to take it off. She just felt that this shirt was extremely pressed. Even if it was tailor-made, it would be difficult to be so comfortable. When she put it on, she felt as if there was a cool breath surrounding her, and her whole body felt like it was so comfortable.  It's wonderful to feel refreshed and refreshed.

    What surprised her the most was that this shirt was invulnerable to water and fire, and even dust was difficult to get on. It didn¡¯t need to be washed, and it was always spotless.

    "It's no wonder that the master cherishes such a treasured garment. It seems that the great uncle and the master must have a deep sisterly relationship, so he would give such a treasure as a gift. Zhang Siying often thought to herself.

    "Why do you need to meditate?" Li Ruoyun stood by the clear pool, looking at the waterfall flowing down. Her slow voice could not be concealed when the water roared. She turned around and glanced at Zhang Siying: "  When practicing Qigong, the most important thing to avoid is an impetuous mind and restless state of mind. The first step in practicing Qigong is to control the mind."

    Zhang Siying nodded thoughtfully. She was very smart and had read a lot of books. She often understood everything in one point, which saved Li Ruoyun a lot of words.

    A gust of breeze blows, blowing the falling waterfall in mid-air, and the mist formed by the waterfall covers the master and apprentice by the pool.

    The two masters and disciples were motionless. When the water mist fell on Li Ruoyun, it suddenly fell half a foot away, as if it encountered an invisible glass cover.

    Zhang Siying was unable to do this. Under the mist, her hair and snowy face were wet. When it fell on Luo Shan, it seemed to be stained on the oilcloth. It turned into water droplets and slid down. Luo Shan was as usual.

    Zhang Siying was used to this situation and was not surprised. She still looked at the master intently and listened to her teachings.

    "The inner strength and mental skills of my Shuiyun sect focus more on peace of mind." Li Ruoyun said lightly. He waved his sleeves lightly, and a small stone on the edge of the pool suddenly rose from the ground and drew an arc in the air.  , fell into the pool, creating circles of ripples.

    "This should be your state of mind, like water, usually calm, but moving when attacked. You must be able to move and be still, and be still but not dead." Li Ruoyun stretched out his hand, pointed at the ripples in the water, and said lightly.

    Seeing Zhang Siying looking thoughtful, Li Ruoyun turned around and left

    ??At dusk, the sky is full of colorful clouds, making the entire valley glow red. Everything around seems to be dyed orange, as if we have entered a magnificent world.

    Zhang Siying sat by the pool all day. In the evening, she returned to the house and found food on the table.

    She moved her index finger, her small nose twitched, and she exclaimed happily: "It smells so good, Master's cooking skills are simply amazing!"

    Li Ruoyun came in from the outside with bowls and chopsticks, and said calmly: "My cooking skills are average. You don't mind. Just sit down and eat."

    Zhang Siying stepped forward to catch the bowl and chopsticks, and said softly: "Master is too humble. Your skills are average, so those famous chefs will have to go home and sell sweet potatoes!"

    "You must never say this in front of your senior uncle." Li Ruoyun smiled faintly, shook his head, and sat down.

    "Is the master uncle still here?!" Zhang Siying couldn't help blurting out. As soon as the words came out, she regretted it. She stuck out her tongue, shrank her head, and said with a smile: "Look at what my disciple said, of course the master uncle is  May you live a long life¡ª¡ª!¡±

    Li Ruoyun gave her a hard look. She didn't expect that the always well-behaved and smart disciple would say such words, and scolded her angrily: "Children are talking nonsense, your senior uncle is alive and well!"

    Zhang Siying didn't care about the master's anger. She laughed twice, stepped forward to serve the rice, and asked in a sweet voice: "ThenMaster, are you beautiful?"

    "Your uncle is not a woman!" Li Ruoyun immediately scolded.

    Zhang Siying couldn't help but turn around, her eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened: "Master uncle is a man?"

    "Don't make such a fuss!" Li Ruoyun glared at her and said calmly: "Our Shuiyun sect is all women, and there is only one man, your senior uncle He was adopted by your master when he was young, so he naturally became Shuiyun.  The first disciple of the sect.¡±

    "That's it!" Zhang Siying nodded, somewhat understanding, and then tilted her head: "But, isn't the mental method of our Shuiyun Sect only women can practice? Then what kind of martial arts does the master practice?"

    "Your master, Botian, is a man of his own talent. He created his own martial arts and didn't follow us." Li Ruoyun's bright eyes flashed slightly and he said calmly, then waved his hand as if he didn't want to say more: "Eat quickly!  You  Can your heart calm down?"

    "Well, I think the disciple has calmed down." Zhang Siying hurriedly replied, feeling extremely curious about the only man of the Shuiyun Sect.

    At night, while she was lying on the bed, she recalled the time when her master gave her the shirt, and she couldn't help but get excited. She was sure that her master and this master must be special, and they must have feelings for each other!

    In her eyes, the master is as graceful as an immortal and peerless in elegance. No man in the world can match her. And according to her observation, the master is afraid that this uncle is extraordinary. She really wants to take a look and see if he can impress the master.  What does such a man look like?
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