The long road to immortality is missing you

Seven years later, Nantai Xianshan.

In the evening of late autumn, the clouds are dyed red by the gorgeous sunset glow on the horizon, and occasionally a few migratory birds are neighing across the sky.The ground is full of dead leaves and yellow flowers, and the autumn wind is rustling, rolling up the residual leaves on the ground, adding to the desolation.

At the main entrance of Nantai Xianshan Mountain, there stood a group of young disciples wearing Tianjun Taoist robes. A dozen or so paces away in front of them, Xi Yuan was wearing light clothes, a horizontal sword in both hands, and a small burden on his back. watching them.

After seven years of training in Nantai Xianshan, Xi Yuan has grown a lot taller and his facial features have matured a lot, but he still has that cynical look.Xi Yuan has already mastered the basic internal strength of the Tianjun School.

The basic internal strength of the Tianjun Sect is divided into three stages: elementary, middle, and advanced. The internal strength practiced at each stage is different. Only after completing the assessment of the advanced stage can one continue to practice upwards.But for most people, basic internal strength is enough.It takes nearly ten years, or even more than ten years, for ordinary disciples to complete all of them, and there are few like Xi Yuan.

Not long ago, Xi Yuan and some brothers and sisters completed their schoolwork assessment and were allowed to go down the mountain to return home.Among the disciples sent by Tianjun, there are also some helpless ones. Even after finishing their studies, they don't want to go home, so they choose to stay and continue their training.But Xi Yuan wanted to go back a long time ago.At the beginning, I left without saying a word. I didn't know if Grandpa and the others were okay after being separated for many years.

"Junior Brother Xi Yuan, it's a long way to go, take care!"

"Junior Brother Xi, go early and come back early—"

"Brother Xi, you must pay attention to safety!"

"Okay, don't worry everyone, I'm fine!" Xi Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, Lan Jian and the others should be on Hanqiong Peak at this time.

That's right, there are still three months until the ten-year Immortal Clan Conference, and Lan Jian and the others, as direct disciples of the sect master, are naturally much busier than ordinary disciples at this time.If he remembered correctly, there would be a big change at that time, but he didn't know what unexpected changes would happen this time.

In the past seven years, Xi Yuan has been living in this Nantai fairy mountain very peacefully. There are almost no major events, and he gets along very well with his fellow disciples. Except for getting up early every day and eating and drinking, he really doesn't like it. Acceptable range.

Lan Jian is still the model senior brother. He not only has to step up his practice every day, but also urges his juniors and sisters to practice more diligently.Lin Jinchu's bones are inferior to Xi Yuan's. He hasn't finished all the basic courses yet, but he will soon.Xi Yuan knew that there was a stubbornness in her bones, and if she fought together, she might even lose her life.

And Wei Haoran, he didn't know what method he used, but he was actually allowed to stay on Nantai Xianshan, and he stayed by Lin Jinchu's side all the time, this guy who valued sex over friends!

Junior Sister Lin seemed to be completely ignorant of Wei Haoran's situation, and only regarded him as an ordinary dog. Xi Yuan would not go into details about this, and Lan Jian naturally would not say more.Besides, Junior Sister Lin and Wei Haoran are very happy to get along, so why should Xi Yuan make such a fuss.However, what puzzled him the most was that after Ziwei Haoran reappeared, Lin Jinchu's feelings for Lan Jian seemed not so passionate?

When most people first arrive in a strange environment, it is always difficult at the beginning, but is there anything that cannot be washed away by time?

"A few crows in the evening glow of the sky, slowly going home.

Someone at home is looking forward to you, go home quickly.

Leaves falling in the evening wind, where are you going?

The moonlight is cool and long, so don't go wandering.

I miss my hometown with simple tea and light food, and the wanderers who miss my hometown think about it.

Thinking about her appearance, her appearance is kind, but kindness can't last time. "

Xi Yuan was bouncing down the mountain while singing softly.The sky was getting darker and the moon was rising, and the moonlight shone gently on the mountain road, as if guiding him home.

Seeing this boundless night, Xi Yuan still felt a little nervous, after all, this is half a deep mountain and old forest.It's not that he didn't think about leaving after tonight, but the strong desire to go home affected him, and this period of time made him really unable to calm down.After asking the sect master for instructions, he hastily packed his bags and bid farewell to the Tianjun Sect in the setting sun.

Walking unsteadily to the foot of the mountain, Xi Yuan held the Qingsuo sword in one hand, and silently recited a sword formula. With a little toe, he stepped on the sword lightly. Just as he was about to take off the sword, he suddenly heard, There was a strange noise in the grass.

"Huh? Is there something in the grass?" Xi Yuan rolled his eyes and decided to take a look.

At this moment, a white shadow flashed in front of Xi Yuan's eyes, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed. Xi Yuan subconsciously waved his palm and slashed across the air, feeling as if he had hit a ball of cotton softly. Tuan gave a soft "hum" and fell to the ground with a "bang". At this moment, Xi Yuanfang saw the guy's true face clearly.

It was a snow-white fox, without any impurities, pure and unworldly, its eyes were closed tightly, its ears drooped, but its tail was much shorter than ordinary foxes, as if it had been cut open by someone with a knife.Even if it lies on the ground quietly, it is difficult to look away.

However, Xi Yuan inexplicably felt that it looked familiar, but he was sure that this was the first time he had seen this white fox.

Xi Yuan jumped to the ground, put away his sword, and approached the white fox step by step.Everyone in the world knows how cunning the fox has been since ancient times, he can't take it lightly, and he didn't use all his strength just now, but just subconsciously defended himself, how could he knock this guy out so easily?

Sure enough, the white fox seemed to sense Xi Yuan's approach, and jumped up suddenly, staring at him with a pair of purple pupils, the eyes were clear, and there seemed to be no hostility in them.

Xi Yuan caught sight of the white fox's purple pupils and was taken aback: "Why does this fox have purple pupils?"

It was also this pair of purple pupils that reminded him immediately that seven years ago, in Wuzhou City, he and Lan Jian bought a candy fox figurine.That fox has such a pair of purple pupils!It's just that the candy fox is not as gaudy as this one, and the whiteness is not like anything in the world.

But I don't know, what is the connection between the two?

At this time, the white fox was not as it was before, it just stood there quietly, there seemed to be little splashes in the purple pupils, Xi Yuan was even more puzzled.

Xi Yuan looked at it up and down for a long time, but still didn't see anything, and thought: "Forget it, let's leave it alone, I'd better hurry up, I have to come back a month before the Fairy Gate Conference."

But who knows, just when he was about to fly his sword into the air, the white fox also jumped across the air and landed on his sword steadily. Xi Yuan was startled, his feet wobbled, and he almost fell down.

"What's the matter with this white fox? Why did I encounter these strange things just as soon as I got off the mountain?" Xi Yuan tried hard to stabilize his figure, and slowly raised his right foot, just as he was about to kick it off, But he found that there was something wrong on the white fox's back. Looking closely, there seemed to be a line of writing.

"My name is A Luo, can you do me a favor?"

Xi Yuan immediately turned into petrification. It doesn't matter if he has little experience, but he has never seen such a thing. Is this white fox the same as that guy Wei Haoran?Is he also a big shot in heaven?But why did he express it in this way?Or was he also banned from mana?And this self-proclaimed Ah Luo, what help does he have to help him?

"Uh... Ah Luo, can you understand what I said?" Xi Yuan tried to ask, and as expected, the original line of words disappeared on A Luo's back, and a new one appeared. Character.

"can."

"What kind of magic is this? I've never heard of it, and it has never been recorded in the library of the Tianjun School." Xi Yuan was horrified in his heart. He was brought by Lan Jian before, and he would also run away from the library of the Tianjun School. Court.Originally, he thought that the books there would be boring, but he didn't expect that if he read it carefully, it would be quite interesting.

"What kind of spell are you doing? Also, what do you want me to help you with?" Xi Yuan asked two questions in a row, and the word on Ah Luo's back gradually disappeared again. This time, it took a long time before he discovered it. Make a new line.

"This is the only surviving secret technique of our purple-eyed fox clan. I want you to help me find someone." Ah Luo's body trembled inexplicably. Xi Yuan was staring at his back, frowning and thinking about the "purple Hitomi Fox Clan", totally forgot that he was in mid-air, and he didn't even notice the foreign object that suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Ah yo!" The huge stone hit his head with a "slap", and Xi Yuan immediately covered his head in pain, the golden stars in front of his eyes were spinning wildly, and the blade of the sword swayed from side to side.

Xi Yuan managed to hold his sword steady, and the white fox stopped "speaking". Xi Yuan let out a long breath, but unexpectedly, when he raised his head, he met a "girl" wearing a red wedding dress with a pale face and blood-red eyes. ghost"!

"Ah—" Xi Yuan screamed loudly, stepped back, but stepped on the ground, and fell straight down from the sword.

The author has something to say:

The seven years that were omitted were the normal daily life of the teacher, nothing important

The important thing is after going down the mountain!

ps: The song Xi Yuan sang is called "Moonlight is the Country"