Chapter 166: Ci Song’s Mother’s Gift, Aoxue Jade Flute

After breakfast, Ci Song came to the martial arts arena and started his training according to Ci Qibai's standards. Because Ci Song is currently only learning to deal with the three schools of law, military, and Taoism, he trained the military and legal schools in the morning and the Taoists in the afternoon. In order to balance the time, Shi Yue followed Ci Qibai's instructions and asked Ci Song to learn swordsmanship from the beginning.

Of course, Ci Song did not just fight with a few people. They would also explain the knowledge about various schools during the battle, so that Ci Song could understand the differences between different schools as much as possible.

On the side, Mo Yao had already come to the study room according to Ci Qibai's instructions.

"Father, what do you want to see Yao'er?" Mo Yao asked curiously.

"Yao'er, come and sit here." Ci Qibai pointed to the seat on the left side of the desk and said.

When Mo Yao sat down, he saw an exquisite and slender box on the desk at this time. On the box, there was a pattern of plum blossoms proud of the snow, giving people a sense of elegance.

"Father, what is this?" Mo Yao looked at the small box and asked puzzledly.

"This is a gift. I want to give it to you." Ci Qibai said with a smile.

"Give it to me?"

Mo Yao showed a sweet smile on her face. She did not open the box, but looked at Ci Qibai and said, "Thank you, father."

"Open it."

Hearing Ci Qibai asking her to open it, Mo Yao picked up the box and opened it.

When the box was opened, a chill suddenly enveloped the entire study. Before Ci Qibai could react, Ci Qibai released his talent to offset the chill.

At this time, Mo Yao's eyes were deeply attracted. She saw a jade flute lying quietly in the mysterious box. This jade flute was crystal clear, as if it had gathered the essence of heaven and earth and emitted a dazzling light. At the end of the jade flute, there was a lifelike white plum blossom carved, with delicate petals and elegant shapes, as if swaying gently in the cold wind.

Mo Yao gently held the jade flute and felt its cold touch, which penetrated her skin and went straight into her heart. The texture of the jade flute is as smooth as silk. The moment it touches the jade flute, the surrounding scenery becomes hazy, and a faint fragrance permeates the air, as if it is the fragrance of white plums.

Mo Yao seemed to be in a pure and flawless world, surrounded by white snowflakes and proud white plums. In this world, everything seems so peaceful and beautiful.

"What is this?" Mo Yao held the jade flute and looked at it with some disbelief. She could confirm that the quality of this jade flute must be good, at least it is at the level of a literary master's calligraphy.

"This jade flute is called 'Aoxue'. It was left by Ci Song's mother that year. She said it was a gift for her daughter-in-law."

"For, for my daughter-in-law?" Hearing this, Mo Yao's face was a little excited.

"Yes, it's you." Ci Qibai nodded and said, "You are born elegant and beautiful, more beautiful than flowers, this jade flute is the best match for you."

"Father."

When Mo Yao heard Ci Qibai's praise, she showed a shy smile on her face. She looked down at the jade flute in her hand and said, "This jade flute is too valuable. Although Yao'er is your daughter-in-law, it is safer to keep such a precious thing with you."

"Take it."

Ci Qibai looked at Mo Yao and said slowly, "After all, this is also a gift from Song'er's mother to her daughter-in-law. If it stays with me, if she knows, she will punish me severely."

When Mo Yao heard this, she looked up at Ci Qibai, and saw that he had a gentle smile on his face and a bit of tenderness in his eyes. She understood that this was Ci Qibai's recognition of her and his affirmation that she would soon become his daughter-in-law.

"Father is so good to Yao'er, Yao'er has nothing to repay, so she can only practice harder and strive to share the pressure for Brother Ci Song and Father as soon as possible."

Ci Qibai has already said this, if she refuses, she will seem immature.

"Yes." Ci Qibai nodded, and then said: "Drop a drop of your blood on the jade flute."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Mo Yao was very curious, not knowing why Ci Qibai asked her to do this, but she did not ask much, but directly cut a small cut on the index finger of her left hand and dripped a drop of her blood on the jade flute.

The moment the drop of blood fell into the jade flute, Mo Yao only felt that there was an inexplicable connection between herself and the jade flute, as if she could feel every inch of the jade flute's skin, and the feeling was incomparable.

Then the jade flute actually began to actively transmit talent to Mo Yao, and Mo Yao only felt that her talent was constantly rising. The talent released by the jade flute had a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, as if there was a kind of magic, constantly strengthening her meridians and internal organs.

At this moment, Mo Yao seemed to be in a plum forest, surrounded by blooming white plums, with a fresh fragrance. Her body gradually became lighter under the warmth of this power, as if it turned into a wisp of light smoke, floating in the wind.

After a long time, Mo Yao came back to her senses from that wonderful feeling.

"What's going on?"

Mo Yao looked at the jade flute in her hand with some surprise. She didn't expect that the jade flute would have such a magical effect. She only felt that her talent was growing, and the jade flute seemed to have spirituality, slowly blending into Mo Yao's body and becoming a part of her body.

At this moment, Mo Yao felt a wonderful connection between herself and the jade flute, as if she could control it at will. The jade flute turned into a wisp of green smoke in her hand, and gradually condensed into a solid, as if it had life.

"What is this?"

Mo Yao was amazed as she felt the process of the jade flute merging with her talent. She had never heard of such a magical treasure.

"After this jade flute drips into your blood, it will recognize you as its master. As long as you have a thought, it can appear in your hand at will." Ci Qibai explained.

"So magical?" Mo Yao looked at the jade flute in her hand with some disbelief.

But what surprised her was still happening. She slowly released her talent, and she suddenly found that the color of her talent had changed?

The jade flute seemed to have a magical power that could make her originally gray talent become dazzling, emitting a faint ice-blue light, and there was also a feeling of endless continuity.

Mo Yao's heart was like a storm at this moment. In her cognition, the color of talent was fixed since the time it entered the ink and could not be changed. Now this strange phenomenon happened to her, which surprised her. She had never heard of it before, let alone seen it.

She looked inward and carefully observed the situation in her body. The jade flute seemed to be integrated with her talent, constantly emitting an ice-blue light, echoing with her talent. Every time the jade flute released light, her talent became purer and stronger.

At the same time, Mo Yao also observed that the talent in her dantian was already a finger-sized amount, which meant that she had broken through to the level of a juren. It would take at least three years to break through from a one-needle scholar to a juren, and she actually broke through like this?

"Father, what kind of treasure is this jade flute?"

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