On How the Phoenix Hanged on the Crooked Neck Tree

Qiao Yitong lay calmly on the rocking chair in Fengming Tower, eating lychees leisurely.

"Hey, I can't get rid of this greedy mouth." Qiao Yitong said while stuffing a peeled lychee into his mouth.

He looked out of shape at the moment, slumped on the rocking chair, thinking that the clothes were too tight, so he simply tore off the collar, like a half-dead and listless salted fish.

"Young master, if Xiao Qin sees your appearance, I think he will be shocked." Going back said.

"It's not just Xiao Qin." Lai Xi responded, "If word of our young master spreads, the heart of Fengyundu's girl will be broken in half."

"This is in my building, what's there to be afraid of?" Qiao Yitong said confidently, "Who can see it, not to mention, even if someone sees it and tells it, do you think anyone will believe it?"

Going back, Laixi couldn't help laughing: "How can you? Maybe you will be treated as a rumormonger and you will be beaten up."

"Who is this going to hit?" A gentle male voice came from a distance outside the door.

"It's not good, it seems that Lord Xuandao is here." Laixi reminded.

"What?!" Qiao Yitong immediately got up when he heard the words, quickly tidied up his scattered clothes, picked up the lychee plate at hand and put it on the small table, and with a swipe of his right hand, he opened a black bone fan.

When returning home, he swiftly swept a pile of lychee shells on the table into Qiankun's bag, and Laixi quickly moved the rocking chair behind the screen.

So when Yixuan came in, what he saw was Qiao Yitong sitting beside the small table, holding a folding fan, looking out of the window of Fengming Tower to see the beautiful scenery of Fengyundu.

——What a gentleman.

"Hello, Daojun." The two Taoist boys Guigui and Laixi saluted in unison.

"You, Fengming Tower, no matter when you come, you are as leisurely as ever." Yixuan sighed.

"Senior brother Yixuan, why come to my place today?" Qiao Yitong smiled.

In this peer ranking, only Yixuan can make Qiao Yitong called "senior brother".

As I said a long time ago, Fengyundu has a strict hierarchy, so the names among the disciples in the sect are not based on age, but on the basis of cultivation and succession.They are divided into four categories: true disciples, core disciples, inner disciples, and outer disciples.

In Fengyundu, there are three statues, one sage, one head, and five ferry masters. The disciples of these five Fengyundu rulers are naturally among the core disciples, and each ferry master will choose the best one from among his core disciples. as true disciples.

However, even though they are both true disciples, Qiao Yitong is different from others—Qiao Yitong is the biological son of "One Sage" Qiao Guangyi, while other true disciples have no blood relationship with their master.

It was a coincidence that Qiao Yitong's father, Qiao Guangyi, had chosen Yixuan as his true disciple, but he couldn't ignore his own son, so he made an exception and accepted two true disciples.Therefore, Qiao Yitong is the only disciple with a surname among the true disciples of Fengyundu for thousands of years-according to the rules, those who are selected as true disciples must abandon their original surnames, which also means completely breaking off from their past self , from then on to the Tao.

"Could it be that my senior brother, can't I come to see you when I have nothing to do?" Yixuan sat down beside Qiao Yitong very naturally.

"You want to come here to taste something new." With a faint smile on Qiao Yitong's lips, he closed the folding fan, and gently pushed the jade plate containing lychees towards Yixuan with the fan handle, "Taste how the lychees taste. ?”

"Yes, you are the only one who can have these delicious fruits and delicacies in the mortal world." Yixuan pinched a lychee, "Junior Brother is still as greedy as he was when he was a child, let me tell you what's good about you."

"What greedy mouth?" Qiao Yitong was unhappy, and peeled off the shell of a lychee, "'There are no precious fruits in the world, and the jade snow skin is covered with crimson gauze'. The lychee is like that beauty, and it needs people to appreciate it. If you don't eat it, and let those ordinary people who don't cherish it eat it, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the lychees?"

"You're only sixteen, and you're only thinking of beauties?" Yixuan said, "Obviously Master has warned us that a cultivator should pursue no desires, no pursuits, simplicity and truth, where did you hear that?"

"Of course I keep it in my heart, unlike someone who, all day long..." Qiao Yitong said, biting the freshly peeled lychee between his teeth, and motioned, "...hanging on his lips."

There is a snow-white lychee between his ruddy lips, and with those smiling eyes, he looks like the jade-faced boy depicted in the picture book.Yixuan knew that he was mocking himself, so he showed this slightly frivolous look.

Yixuan frowned, he never liked people to be frivolous, but since this person is a junior, he had to be more tolerant, so he said: "Master asked me to discipline you well, although I want to be strict with you so two However, I really can't bear the fact that you are as mature as Master at such a young age, losing the heart of a young man."

"Senior brother, what are you talking about?" Qiao Yitong showed his perfect fake smile again, "You know that I have always followed the teachings of the master, and never dared to indulge myself in having fun——Senior brother, why did you come to see me today? ?”

"It's not important, it's just Master..."

"Oh. Master." Qiao Yitong said expressionlessly.

"Look, that's it, you don't want to be as close to me as you were when you were young," Yixuan said helplessly, "If you discipline you again, I think you will treat me as a senior brother in the future like those irrelevant ones." Passers-by."

"How dare Yitong? As a disciple, I should have obeyed the words of my master and senior brother." Qiao Yitong said calmly.

"...Master wants me to tell you that although your talent is high, you still need to lay a good foundation. You are required to memorize the Taoist scriptures and school classics diligently. In less than a month, he will come to the school for the exam when he leaves the customs. Your study situation. Junior brother, you have to work harder, otherwise Master will definitely..."

"Got it." Qiao Yitong interrupted.

Yixuandao didn't know that he was getting impatient, but he still reminded him: "Master looks very serious this time, it doesn't look like a joke."

"Brother, is there anything else? If not, please go back." Qiao Yitong stood up, "Go back and see off the guests."

"Please, Xuandao Lord." Going back, he said respectfully.

After sending Yixuan away, Laixi moved out the rocking chair again.Qiao Yitong lay on it tiredly, covering his eyes with his hands, "Qiao Guangyi, that guy, he came to find me unhappy when he has nothing to do."

Laixi said: "My lord, don't be angry, Laixi thinks that Daoist only restrained you so strictly for your own good..."

Qiao Yitong just sneered, but didn't speak.

"Young master, we have so many scriptures, should we read them or not?" Laixi pointed to piles of scriptures in the library.

"Look," Qiao Yitong said in response to Lai Xi's surprised gaze, "Bring me the scriptures over there, I still haven't finished reading three or four."

"Huh?" What about the one who agreed to read the book?

"Huh?" Qiao Yitong raised his chin slightly.

"Oh..." Laixi went to get the storybook slowly, still thinking about it, "I really don't know why the young master is so keen on these objects in the mortal world, obviously we are from the mortal world."

Qiao Yitong didn't care about him, picked up the script and skillfully flipped to Chapter 7 and read it leisurely.

Once I read this "book", I couldn't stop. By the time Qiao Yitong got out of the bizarre stories, the night was already late.

Looking to both sides, both Laixi and Guihui were drowsy.

Qiao Yitong closed the book with a snap.Both of them were startled suddenly and woke up: "What's the matter?"

"If you are sleepy, go back to your room and rest, don't worry about me."

"My lord, let's go after you go to bed." Go back and said sleepily.

"No need." Qiao Yitong smiled, "I don't plan to sleep tonight."

"My lord, do you actually want to work hard once in a while and practice all night?" Lai Xi asked with wide eyes.

"Practice a ghost." Qiao Yitong tapped a chestnut on Laixi's head, "It's almost midnight, I'll go and see that guy Xiao Qin, I don't know what happened to the grass he looks after."

"Go to see him again? I'm afraid he hates you so much again, Young Master." Going back pouted, "Why did Young Master do good things for him, but didn't tell him? Seeing his attitude towards Young Master, I couldn't help but get angry , Young Master, how many times have you helped him, it's just that he doesn't know."

"I am happy," Qiao Yitong said, "Xiao Qin is only interesting if he is like this. If he treats me respectfully like others, it will not be interesting."

Laixi and Guihui glanced at each other and shrugged helplessly.Sure enough, they still don't understand what the young master thinks.

"What little tricks are you two doing? I haven't mentioned you yet," Qiao Yitong said, "Although you are not required to make great progress, but you have been with me for several years and your cultivation level is still so low, and you still need to sleep?"

"Hey, son, we are all mortals." Gui Hui said.

"That's right, young master, who told you to pick us up in Fengyundu? It's not easy for us two mortals to cultivate Qi." Laixi also laughed.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault," Qiao Yitong said, "Then you two go to bed quickly, as long as you go outside, don't say you are my Taoist boy. I'm leaving!"

The night of Fengyundu is beautiful, and it is more quiet than the daytime.Qiao Yitong shook the folding fan, the ink-stained fan was originally a magic weapon, but it immediately became bigger by two points.He lightly stepped on the fan painted with ink, flowers and trees, walked on the wind and the moon, shuttled through the clouds and mist, and arrived at the destination in an instant.

With a slight shake of his sleeves, Qiao Yitong shook off the cold air bestowed on him by the moon night, and walked into the Lingzhi Garden.

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