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This special voyeurism slowly kicked off with Shang Wuyong's visit to Biyunju.

Different from the story Gu Yanlan told in the restaurant, Shang Wuyong's apprenticeship with Ye Hao was not smooth sailing.

On the contrary, many people complained about this poor boy who had no family background, no money to defend himself, and no interpersonal support, but became the head of the sect out of thin air.

The rules of Biyunju's house forbids to talk about other people's rights and wrongs, but there are still many gossips in private.From Shang Wuyong's family background, all the way to his judgment to his words and deeds, in short, he feels that he is not worthy of being the head of the head; even the few words he replied to the head that day were found out as "plagiarism" The "Lotus Sutra" taught by monks is not my own comprehension at all.

Lian Zhuxian really couldn't listen anymore, and said angrily: "That day the great monk was clearly standing in the yard to give the lecture, and those formal disciples who were sitting upright went in their left ear and out of the right ear, and couldn't answer the exam. But it was the boy who listened carefully to the blame. What kind of fallacy is this!"

Feng Zhangjun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly reached out and stroked his back: "Don't worry."

Lian Zhuxian only felt a tingling numbness running up his back from bottom to top, and it was so itchy that he almost screamed softly.He hurriedly pretended to cough, and then continued to observe Shang Wuyong's movements after a while.

Since Xiangyuli has recorded all kinds of criticisms in the sect, it means that Shang Wuyong himself also knows what others think of him.However, the young boy did not show any frustration, hesitation or even hostility, instead he devoted himself more and more eagerly to his studies and practice.

Although Master Ye didn't speak much, he treated this first disciple very well. Not only did he give lectures in person, but he would also bring Shang Wuyong to meditate with him during daily meditation.

Somewhat similar to the Yuncang School, the small-scale Biyun Residence was also built on the top of the mountain.However, Biyun Mountain is too steep and the stone is very loose, so it is not suitable to dig a mountain road to reach the top of the mountain.So far, the entrance and exit of sect still need to use the suspended cable bridge to walk from the adjacent mountain top at the risk of falling.

Different from the cable bridge in the front mountain which is bustling with people, the cable bridge in the back mountain of Biyunju is inaccessible because it leads to deep mountains and old forests.Ye Hao often led Shang Wuyong to practice on the cable bridge.

The mountain wind whistling between the two peaks blew the cable bridge from time to time and swayed from side to side.Ye Zhangmen said that to meditate on the bridge, one has to go through three stages: the body does not move, the mind does not move, and the mind does not move.

However, when Master Ye closed his eyes and meditated or looked up at the sky, Shang Wuyong's gaze always drifted in a direction completely different from that of his master intentionally or unintentionally.

Most of the time, what Shang Wuyong gazed at was only a vast and flowing sea of ​​clouds on the mountainside.However, when the mountain wind blows, it will occasionally tear a big gap in the cloud, and then reveal the truth hidden under the cloud——

Those are the villages and towns on the vast land, the smoke rising from the kitchen and the kites flying in the air.

Lian Zhu Xian vaguely felt that this staring must mean something, but Shang Wuyong's silence and stability made any conjecture unfounded.

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The scene of Xiangpei flashed quickly in this day-to-day practice.Several years passed quickly, and Shang Wuyong gradually faded from being a topical figure that caused a sensation in the entire Biyunju, with its mystery and novelty, and became a low-key and down-to-earth member of the sect.

When people are no longer surprised by his leaping into the dragon's gate, his studious and hard work, humility and prudence, and his proper way of dealing with people have become a fact for all to see.

On the training ground, Shang Wuyong is always the figure who dances when he hears the chicken.In the Library Pavilion, his seal is left on the title page of almost every book.He never bullied the disciples who started later than him, instead he would pay attention to their needs and confusion, and take the initiative to help them.As for those few people who insisted on finding trouble with him, within a few years they became his defeated one after another, and since then died down, and even escaped from Biyunju.

Subtly, the wind direction on the mountain has quietly changed.

The youthful young man in the past quickly grew into a handsome and outstanding young man, and then transformed into a great husband who is dignified and dignified.

And when Shang Wuyong was entrusted by the head of the sect for the first time to lead all the disciples of Biyunju down the mountain to participate in the battle against ghosts, and returned with a big victory, this "first disciple of the head of the sect" quickly became an idol of the whole mountain.

The teacher praised him very much, the peers admired him wholeheartedly, and the juniors even relied on him as an elder brother.

Some people even praised that Shang Wuyong is simply a copy of the head master Ye when he was young, and then predicted that in the future, Biyunju will welcome two true immortals, master and apprentice.

For all kinds of praise, Shang Wuyong never said a word.

He still respectfully accompanied Master to meditate together, but he still silently looked down at the sea of ​​clouds while meditating.Master Ye obviously noticed this habit of his, but he never asked, as if the answer had already been written on Shang Wuyong's face.

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Without warning, this voyeuristic scene came to an abrupt end.What immediately appeared was a bleak winter scene.

In the drowsy gray-white sky, gray ice crystals are flying.In the corner of the courtyard, the same gray and white residual snow was piled up.Only the big camphor tree in the courtyard is still lush.

It is clearly marked in the almanac that "everything is inappropriate" today, but Biyunjuli is about to welcome a "remarkable person".

The news had already spread among the young disciples, and many people hurried to the cable bridge in Qianshan to join in the fun.

After admonishing another young junior who was running on the main road, Shang Wuyong was also pushed forward by the crowd.Several younger junior sisters crowded around him, blushing and testing his tone: "Eldest senior brother, who exactly is coming?"

Shang Wuyong thought for a while: "Mu Ming wants to join our Biyunju people."

The little junior sisters asked: "Senior brother, of course we know this! And we also heard that he is a well-known rich man who committed some crimes at the foot of the mountain and then hid on the mountain?"

Shang Wuyong smiled: "Then you know more than me, why are you still asking me?"

Knowing that he was determined not to reveal anything, the younger junior sisters didn't dare to presume too much, saluted in a hurry, and rushed to him in front of him.

Shang Wuyong still walked unhurriedly. When he came to the cable bridge, he happened to see that "remarkable person" walking slowly across the cable bridge led by his disciples.And behind him, there was actually a mighty team of horses, carrying dozens of large wooden boxes.

The person who came was naturally Ren Wuxin.

Lian Zhu Xian silently compared them in his heart - at this time Ren Wuxin looked much younger than in reality, as if he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.He has picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, just like a beautiful young man who walked out of a book.

It has been snowing intermittently for several hours on Biyun Peak.Looking around, the mountains are white-headed, and the world is pale and vast.

Only Ren Wuxin on the cable bridge, dressed in red and walking lightly, was like a star of bright fire, which burned into the depths of the pupils of people, and could not be erased.

Back then, Ren Wuxin was really rich and beautiful - Gu Yanlan was right about this.However, Lian Zhuxian still felt that the handsome and handsome man in front of him was not in line with his previous imagination.

In a blink of an eye, the horse team had passed the cable bridge, and Ren Wuxin was all smiles all the way, nodding and bowing to the brothers and sisters who had never met before, so that they were in harmony.

However, as soon as he arrived at the mountain gate, he was stopped by the two senior brothers who guarded the gate. The reason was that he was not allowed to enter without permission because he was not a horse from the gate.

Ren Wuxin was still smiling, and tried to explain: "Senior brother Mingjian, these are the little gifts that the junior brother brought from the mountain to the senior brothers and sisters. For the sake of the fact that I have worked so hard to bring them up the mountain , can I trouble my brother to pass it on and make a special case?"

As soon as they heard that the horses were loaded with gifts, the surrounding disciples immediately booed and asked the gatekeeper brother to forgive him.The senior brother guarding the door turned his eyes helplessly to Shang Wuyong, and immediately many people turned to beg Shang Wuyong, the "big brother".

Shang Wuyong nodded without hesitation: "If that's the case, then let's make an exception."

Ren Wuxin hurriedly bowed to Shang Wuyong: "Thank you, brother, for your accommodation!" After a pause, he took the initiative to ask: "...Dare to ask, but is your surname Shang?"

Shang Wuyong was slightly taken aback: "Exactly."

Ren Wuxin immediately took half a step back and bowed respectfully: "Senior brother Shang is famous outside, and I have admired him for a long time! From now on, I need to trouble my senior brother to give me more guidance and teach me the magic trick!"

For some reason, after hearing these words, there was some light in Shang Wuyong's eyes, which suddenly dimmed.

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Later that day, the entire Biyunju received gifts from Ren Wuxin.

This ghost-like person did not know where to find out about Biyun Juli's personnel, not only did not one of them fall, but he even specially sent those key officials to suit his liking.

What Shang Wuyong received was a self-defense dagger that cut iron like clay. Judging from the inscription, it was actually made by a famous swordsmith, a rare item that even rich people may not be able to buy.

"It's good to have money." Even Lian Zhu Xian, who was watching silently, couldn't help sighing, "I also want to experience the feeling of spending money like water once in a while."

"How much money is this?" Feng Zhangjun asked abruptly, "It's just a little rich family."

"That is, how can I compare with you." Lian Zhuxian couldn't help teasing him: "You are all pure gold, so what do you call...a golden man?"

But Feng Zhangjun didn't argue with him, instead he chuckled softly in his ear: "Humph."

Lian Zhu Xian only felt a burst of ambiguous heat blowing into his ears.He subconsciously covered his ears, then snapped his fingers immediately, letting the transformation of the illusion cover up his gaffe.

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In short, with money to clear the way, everything becomes much easier.

Previously, it took Shang Wuyong several years to gradually win the recognition and favor of the sect, but it took almost one night for Ren Wuxin to immediately integrate into the group of Biyunju.

Entrusted by an acquaintance, within a few days the head of Ye held a ceremony to accept Ren Wuxin as his second apprentice and became Shang Wuyong's junior.

But even a bystander like Zhu Xian, who was practicing Zhu Xian, could see that Master Ye's care for this second disciple was obviously far less than that for the first disciple.

But this is not a big problem - Shang Wuyong has already left his teacher and has begun to gradually take over the affairs of Biyunju.He is in the prime of life, and it is not a problem to take care of a junior who has become a monk halfway.

From then on, there was an extra tail behind Shang Wuyong.

After obtaining consent, Ren Wuxin took the initiative to move into the west wing of Shang Wuyong's residence.He not only eats and lives with his senior brother, but also dances with Shang Wuyong every day, meditates and meditates, and borrows piles of classics from Zangshuge according to the bibliography listed by his senior brother.In their free time, the two brothers and sisters would also chat over wine, which was very comfortable.

Although Shang Wuyong has a serious and calm personality, he is quite tolerant in his dealings with others; while Ren Wuxin is quick-witted by nature and very good at observing words and expressions.For a long time, the two were almost inseparable from Meng's intimacy, and they lived in harmony, never having any quarrels.

This made Lian Zhuxian couldn't help being envious, secretly thinking how great it would be if he and Feng Zhangjun could become such brothers and sisters back then.

The scene of Xiangpei continued to change, and this time came indoors.

I saw Master Ye sitting on the grand master's chair holding a dust whisk in his hand, and there were two disciples standing on the left and right sides of his front, it seemed that it was the time for the master to pay his respects in the morning and evening.

Sure enough, Master Ye first heard Shang Wuyong report some affairs in the Japanese sect, and then turned his attention to Ren Wuxin: "Wuxin, I heard that these days, you were forced to go down the mountain again?"

Ren Wuxin hurriedly lowered her head, and reviewed without hesitation: "It's my apprentice who recently heard that a new batch of beautiful fabrics has arrived in the town's silk and satin factory, so I asked the younger sisters and the others to make some clothes, as a return to their daily life. Take care of Tuer's favor. Tuer will not dare in the future."

Although he blamed himself for all the faults, even Lian Zhu Xian, who was on the sidelines, was able to guess the truth.

Headmaster Ye probably understood it in his heart, so he didn't ask any more questions, but only mentioned him: "Wuxin, your bones are excellent, even among your peers. If you give it time, you will surely achieve great success. Don't be overwhelmed by chores." deserted."

"what?"

Lian Zhuxian and Feng Zhangjun looked at each other, and at the same time they sensed the problem.

The author has something to say: Shang Wuyong: My junior is the most beautiful in the world.

Feng Zhangjun: Hehe.

Ren Wuxin: My brother is the idol of Biyunju Quanshan's disciples.

Lian Zhuxian: Hehe.