Gu Meizhi

When the end of the new year was approaching, there was a lot of excitement in the Jixia Academy in Kunlun Mountains.

Elder Yu of Tianxiang Peak has just come to Jixia Academy to take charge of general affairs, and the new official took office three times. I heard that this time, he has followed the decree of the master to expand the house, repair the pavilion, build a pond to divert water, and live in the residence of the disciples. A small koi pond was built in the courtyard.

There are more than ten bright red koi in the pond, full of aura, which makes these half-grown children jump with joy.

With his head held high and his hands behind his back, the newly-appointed elder of the school taught these young disciples who had just started in an old-fashioned manner.

"...you need to know that the Dao is vast, and you and I are like a drop in the ocean. If you want to know the way of heaven, you need to jump out of the three realms and not be in the five elements.

"Arrogance and extravagance are a taboo in cultivating Taoism. The whole Kunlun is thrifty and simple because—"

"The head is too poor."

This answer came from somewhere far away, and it sounded like a clear and immature young boy's voice.

A young disciple in the crowd couldn't hold back a chuckle.Elder Yu frowned and straightened his back, pretending he didn't hear it.

"...According to the investigation by the disciples in charge, there are still more than [-] people in the academy who have not entered the inner sect. They need to practice more diligently, so that they can—"

"Sell yourself to make money."

This time, the conversation was much closer, and it came from not far away, and Elder Yu's face turned black.

"—Gong Yihuan!"

The group of young disciples didn't see how he used the formula to make a gesture, but they saw a small and small spirit tripod suddenly appear in the midair.This tripod is no more than the length of a thumb, but it rises and falls suddenly in mid-air, extremely flexible.

But seeing the spirit tripod leap towards several big banyan trees not far away, the light in the tripod turned into a net of light, firmly covering the people in the net.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, Mr. Yu, you have a lot of—"

The young man hiding in the tree yelled repeatedly, and the younger disciples in the crowd were laughing one by one. Elder Yu closed the light net with his hands, and said with a cold snort, "Aren't you going to get down?"

The sound of the wind was rising and falling, and a figure floated down from among the branches and leaves of the trees. Upon closer inspection, he was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a sword in his hand. He was dressed in brocade and vermilion clothes. The silk is chaotic.

But seeing him bowing towards Elder Yu with a smile, he said with a smile:

"Gong Yihuan of Jixia Academy sees Master Yu Yu.

"This time I went to Fuyu Mountain to practice and sell myself. I earned a Jiuqu Pearl and a Yin-Yang Stone. Please check it with my uncle."

Elder Yu seemed to have a surprised expression, and stretched out his hand to take the kit from Gong Yihuan, still unwilling to lose the airs of a senior teacher, and said slowly:

"Since that's the case, go up to Tianfu Peak with me, and return to the head of the sect."

After all this trouble, Elder Yu's lecture had to come to an end.

Those half-grown children ran off happily, and in a short moment, only the two people left in front of the school.

Elder Yu casually threw the kit into Gong Yihuan's hand, and sighed deeply.

"One generation is not as good as one generation, and one generation is not as good as one generation! Earlier when we were practicing in the academy—"

"When Master Yu was studying in the academy, he must have spent all his sleep and food on the walls, stealing the light bag, Yingying Xue, hanging on the beam and stabbing his butt—" Gong Yihuan took the conversation, seeing Elder Yu's handsome face gradually turning green, he turned quickly Open the topic.

"However, was Kunlun Mountain so poor at that time?"

Hearing this, Yu Cong was slightly taken aback.

Looking around, today's Kunlun Mountain is no longer the Kunlun Mountain in his childhood memories.The vicissitudes of life have changed, the old people have passed away, and even the mountains, rocks, plants and trees have changed their appearance.

At this moment, he couldn't help but suppress his previous expression, and sighed:

"It's not easy to rejuvenate. Kunlun Mountain has been independently supported by the head brother these years, and it is far from the grand occasion of the past. It really wronged you newbies."

Gongyihuan didn't expect him to suddenly look solemn, so he could only cough, and then straightened his expression.

"Master uncle is serious, how can it be called grievance."

The young man in red shirt tilted his head slightly, his brows and eyes were curved, and he smiled with two small canine teeth——

"Gongyi's family has no other advantages, except that they can get by and have money."

Gong Yihuan knew that Kunlun Mountain was not rich, as early as when he first met Master Ling when he was 14 years old, he knew it.

After all, as the head of a dignified faction, he still needs to travel through mountains and rivers, go deep into the miasma, and earn some hard-earned money for subduing demons.

Gongyihuan felt in his heart that the position of head master Ling was really hard to sit on, and it was not very interesting.

But this does not affect the grandeur of the Kunlun Immortal Gate in his mind.

A group of cultivators in Kunlun beheaded the giant vine demon that had caused disasters for several years, and when they were about to leave, the young master of Gongyi's family who was held in his palm rushed out and hugged the old lady of Gongyi tightly. Waist, pestering grandma with all her might, she must go to the Kunlun Mountain Tianshu lineage to practice swordsmanship.

The Gongyi family is the most prominent family in the area, and it is heard that their ancestors also had a celestial relationship on Mount Fanjing, the "Pure Land of Brahma".However, for hundreds of years, the descendants have already entered the world and become officials, no different from ordinary people.

From the perspective of others, the old lady Gongyi is naturally reluctant to let her little grandson who has been spoiled for many years go to Kunlun to ask the gods to seek Taoism.

Unexpectedly, the old lady Gongyi pondered for a moment, then staggered to her feet, and bowed herself to the head of Ling, hoping that he would accept Gongyihuan into the gate wall.

The old man spoke earnestly, and the child was full of expectations. Head Ling really couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to agree to enroll the child in Kunlun Jixia Academy. Depending on his aptitude, he would decide whether to accept him as an inner disciple.

Anyway, there were no young juniors and sisters from Jixia Academy present at this time, and Gong Yihuan walked briskly, almost jumping up and down on the Tianfu Peak mountain road: "Uncle Yu! What do you think about my qualifications?"

Yu Cong was half a step behind him, and sighed sourly.

Gong Yihuan's aptitude is indeed far superior to that of others. After just half a month of entry, his comprehension in the field of sword repair has improved by leaps and bounds. After one year of entry, he can receive some basic training tasks in the academy and go to the foot of the mountain to experience exorcising demons. .

It has been less than three years since he entered the school, and he is already one of the best figures in Jixia Academy. Although he has not yet passed the inner sect competition, everyone tacitly agrees that he will be the direct disciple of the sect master.

Yu Cong knew that the elders of the older generation of Kunlun were quietly discussing that with such amazing talent, Gong Yihuan's aptitude was by no means inferior to that of Ling Yu who entered Tianshu Peak at the beginning of the year.

Envy does not come, envy does not come.

Yu Cong raised his eyes to look at Tianfu Palace, the peak surrounded by clouds and mist, and sighed: "In the past, your aptitude would naturally come out on top in the inner sect competition.

"It's just that this year, it's been a hundred years since the Great Desolate Abyss incident in the past. According to the master brother's intention, this year's school disciples will no longer organize an inner sect competition, but will set up an inner sect trial."

"Oh?" Gong Yihuan couldn't help being a little curious, "The Great Desolate Abyss has been in chaos for a hundred years, so what does it have to do with us new disciples?"

At this time, the two had already reached the gate of Tianfu Palace. From the top of the peak, there were mountains under their feet.

The mountain peaks on the left and right are beautiful, surrounded by fairy mist, but at the end of the line of vision, one can faintly see a barren peak, alone in a remote place, covered by black clouds, it is extremely dark.

Gong Yihuan vaguely heard some rumors from others, and knew that there was the ruins of the Great Wilderness a hundred years ago.

"The Great Wilderness has been in chaos for a hundred years, and it will be a hundred years for the senior brother to ascend the throne." Yu Cong looked in the direction of Qisha Peak, and sighed softly, "The senior brother probably remembered..."

At this point in the words, Yu Cong stopped talking.Gongyihuan never asked why.

In the end, he had no choice but to enter Tianfu Palace sullenly, but he listened to the report from the attendant Jiantong, that when the sect master got up this morning, he received a letter from Tianyu Mountain asking for help, and he had already set off to leave.

Despite the long lifespan of Taoists, Gong Yihuan couldn't help worrying that his quasi-master, who is only a hundred years old, would go bald early.