Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

Three days later, Wuling Valley.

Today is not a good weather.

The heavy rain is crackling underground, giving people a feeling of chilly spring.

The Wuling Valley in the distance doesn't seem to belong to this world and is isolated from it.

Not a drop of rain fell into it.

Li Pingan held the old cow with a smile on his lips.

Wuling Valley, not bad, really good~

"Hey, don't tell me, this Wuling Valley is really spectacular."

In front of the mountain gate of Wuling Valley, hundreds of monks from all over the world have gathered.

Just now Changqing was called away by some brothers from the same sect.

Li Pingan took the old cow and turned around.

"Hey, the people from Huailu Academy are here!"

"Huailu Academy?"

"......"

Everyone followed the prestige, and the crowd automatically parted ways.

This time Huailu Academy led the team by the famous Confucian Master Zhong

Followed by several disciples.

"That is Jing Yu?"

"Well, you are already in the fifth-rank realm at a young age, you have to be more careful."

The elders of each family are exhorting their juniors.

Jing Yu is one of the young generation of Huailu Academy with the highest level of cultivation and aptitude, and is highly valued by everyone.

Behind Jing Yu, several young men and women followed.

Two of the girls were very good looking.

The woman on the right is dressed in white, slim and graceful.

There is a scholarly aristocratic temperament between the eyebrows, even in plain clothes, it gives people a fairy-like feeling.

The woman on the left is completely different, with a confident and calm expression.

The eyes were bent into a crescent shape, looking around.

Dressed in green, curvaceous.

Wearing a long sword, a strange light shone in his bright eyes.

Behind the two women was a chubby young man with a small belly and a cake in his hand.

The appearance is very flattering.

As soon as a few people appeared, it caused extensive discussion.

"The woman in white is Zhao Ling'er, a disciple of the younger generation of Huailu Academy. She is very talented and has already entered the third-rank realm."

"The woman in green is called Alia, she is not from the Central Plains, she is from the same place as Zhao Ling'er, and her cultivation has reached the third-rank level."

"Where's the little fat guy behind you?"

"I'm not very familiar with it, but it seems to have been in the newspaper before."

"Oh? Because of what?"

"It seems to be because he fell into the latrine and stayed for a day and a night."

"Talent!!"

"Yes, the younger generation of Huailu Academy should not be underestimated."

"Master Fa Emblem Arrives!!"

With a loud shout.

I saw a dozen or so monks wearing cassocks coming from a distance.

Changqing lifted his trousers, and hurriedly mingled among them.

"Master, Master Uncle!"

"That person is Changqing, the leader of the new generation of Buddhism, who has profound knowledge of Buddhism and is called a saint!"

"Longhushan old heavenly master has arrived!!"

An old Taoist priest walked in the crowd, walking in square steps, but he really had that kind of momentum.

Next to him was a young man who looked a bit dull.

Wearing a gray blouse, revealing tendons.

Although Longhushan lost, but the foundation is still there.

And it is said that the old heavenly master has accepted a very talented disciple.

"Why do you look so dull?" someone whispered.

"That's right, it looks like a farmer, not a practitioner."

"It seems to be called... Qin Shi!!"

Qin Shi felt a little cramped as he followed the old heavenly master.

........

"The Yan family of the Nanguo government!"

"Is there someone from the Nanguo government?"

"Well, it is said that Yan Shisan, the concubine of the Nanguo government, was accepted as a disciple by the great scholar Zhang Tai."

Yan Jingyang and Yan Shisan followed behind their father and brother.

After a few years of separation, Li Pingan still remembers the first time he saw Yan Jingyang.

Relying on his identity as a child of the Nanguo government, he acted recklessly.

Now Yan Jingyang is much calmer, but the resentment towards Yan Shisan has only increased.

Yan Shisan has long been different from the previous Yan Shisan, ever since he untied his knot with the help of Li Pingan.

His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he even worshiped the great Confucian Zhang Tai as his teacher.

He is no longer from the same world as Yan Jingyang.

"Don't tell me, Yan Shisan is really heroic."

"Yeah yeah."

Seeing that everyone around was focusing on Yan Shisan, Yan Jingyang secretly clenched his fists.

...........

jingle jingle~

The crisp ringing sound entered my ears.

A woman in pink was bouncing among the crowd.

"Ling'er, slow down."

Wang Yi, who had already grown up behind him, couldn't help shouting.

"Slow down, don't get lost."

Old Mo, the blacksmith, smoked a pipe and followed silently.

It was still that dead fish face, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

"Master, this is Wuling Mountain, the ancient capital, it is really spectacular."

Wang Yi, who has stayed in Yumenguan for more than ten years, looks at the surrounding scenery, and he can't help feeling a little like a poor boy entering the city.

"Look at it more if it looks good, I'm going to fight with someone later, you can only win but not lose!

Otherwise, there is no way to marry my daughter into the house. "

Wang Yi scratched his head and smiled.

Lao Mo snorted, and strode forward on his own.

Wang Yi looked around, looking for the figures of Zhao Ling'er, Alia, and Fat Jun.

At the beginning, the four of them came from the four towns of Anbei together, and were escorted by Li Pingan all the way to Huailu Academy in the capital.

As a result, Wang Yi was not admitted, and the other three stayed in Huailu Academy.

It's been so many years, and I don't know what happened to them.

A few months ago, I learned from a letter that they would also come to Wuling Mountain.

Wang Yi is looking forward to the day when they meet again.

...........

"Hey, do you know who that is? Soldiers old Mo.

And his new apprentice named Wang Yi.

Speaking of which, Wang Yi has a certain relationship with Zhao Linger and Alia, the disciples of Huailu Academy who just walked over..."

Li Pingan listened to the eloquence of others, and nodded thoughtfully.

Squatting with Lao Niu in an inconspicuous corner.

Listening to other people's evaluation, from time to time reveal the original expression.

Later, he also received a handful of melon seeds as a reward from others.

Li Pingan was eating melon seeds with Lao Niu with relish.

With the breeze blowing, I watched familiar people walk by.

Li Pingan was thinking that when he met them before, they were not so good at writing.

As a result, each one of them has now become a topic of discussion in other people's mouths.

Li Pingan has a feeling that his child has finally grown up.

Sometimes he really wants to brag with others.

Did you see Qin Shi from Longhu Mountain? It's all because of me that he was able to become a teacher.

That Yan Shisan of the Nanguo Mansion, I helped him untie his knots and helped him learn from Zhang Tai.

Did you see Jingyu in white from the Academy who you call a genius, and Changqing, the Buddhist sage.

That's all my buddies! !

And that Alia, Zhao Linger, Wang Yi, Fat Jun.

It was the Huailu Academy that I sent all the way from the four towns of Anbei...

But no one will believe this.

Li Pingan also doesn't like bragging.

tsk~

Life is hard.

In a blink of an eye, everything changed.

Li Pingan's smile is a bit complicated.

The forehead has already recorded the time, and I can't bear to talk about thousands of words.

Li Pingan just patted the old cow's head.