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"The disciple knows." Nan Yu was a little confused.

"Minglang, you came just in time." Ling Guangjun said to the door suddenly.

Nan Yu was taken aback, Mingming?Turning around and seeing the person coming in at the door, it was the elder in Ziyi who rescued people in Kangdu that day.

"Father." The person who came was Mingming. He had already seen Nan Yu when he entered the gate, but without any surprise or surprise, he asked his father after seeing him, "Who is this?"

Haven't you met me, why ask?Nan Yu thought to himself, but last time he didn't report his family name, it's normal for the other party not to know his identity, besides, if he said something and met again, it might not be honorable to explain that matter, so forget it, Mingming pretends to be confused, and Why do you want to explain clearly.

"The new disciple Nan Yu I mentioned to you a few days ago." Ling Guangjun came over and put his hands on Ming Lang: "Nan Yu, this is my son Ming Lang, who lives in Jingsu and is an elder. By the way, you How old is this year?"

"The disciple wasted 16 years."

"Then you call him senior brother, it's clear nineteen."

Nan Yu smiled and cupped his fists towards Ming Lang: "I've met Senior Brother Ming!"

"Hi Junior Brother Nan!" Ming Lang also smiled back.

It's as if they met for the first time, each of them doesn't know what the other is thinking.

However, Ling Guangjun pressed Nan Yu's hand in disdain: "What kind of Jianghu gestures are vulgar! Nangu has Nangu's etiquette, that's all, learn it slowly! Mingming, you arrange a place for the two of them. Find a disciple to familiarize yourself with the environment, and tomorrow, let them listen to the class and study with the elementary internal practitioners."

"Yes." Ming Lang replied, facing Nan Yu: "Junior Brother Nan, follow me."

"Senior Brother Lao."

"Wait a minute, can you come to see me for something?" Ling Guangjun called to stop Qinglang who was about to go out.

"It's nothing, I'm here to get the list of disciples' monthly salary." Clearly, it's nothing to do, he picked up the booklet in the side hall, and came over to have a look when he saw someone in the main hall.

Based on what he knew about his father, if he wanted to discuss matters with him at this time, he might have to go to the suzerain's dormitory in the back mountain.

"Oh!" Ming didn't realize it: "Where's your master, is he back?"

"It is said that there are still a few days." Ming Lang replied.

Nan Yu's heart moved, Ming Lang's master, could it be the man in the car?He is not here, why is he a little disappointed.

"Why, is Master Zhao Yi's condition not good?"

"I don't know, my son. Before he left, the master only said that the master's medicine was almost used up, and he was going to deliver the medicine. I don't know why it was delayed!"

"Well, you go!" Ling Guangjun changed his tone just now, and his face became a little serious.

Minglang has a gentle personality and is not aggressive. Nan Yu felt this the first time he saw him. He wanted to strike up a conversation, but because of the lack of face in the past, he swallowed the words.

Silently followed Minglang to the residence, a row of two-storey houses with more than ten rooms up and down, simple but not shabby in construction, entering the house, there is a bed, a cabinet and a table, nothing else.

Nan Guang glanced at Nan Yu worriedly, but he didn't find any dissatisfaction in him, so he felt relieved.

"This is the dormitory for beginners. There is one room for each person. Living here is close to the classroom. If you need anything, just tell me, and I will send someone to bring it to you." Ming Lang said, it seemed that this junior was not on the street that day. The murderer.

This made Nan Yu let go of his grievances, and when he spoke in his heart, he revealed his true nature, and joked: "Where does Brother Ming live, why don't you take me in!"

Minglang laughed: "Even if I intend to take you in to live with me, I'm afraid the whole sect will disagree."

"Why?"

"I live in a dormitory, and I live in a formation house. And it is a forbidden area, and non-student disciples and above are not allowed to enter, let alone live there, it will damage the formation." Minglang explained.

"It's so amazing!" Nan Yu became interested: "Then don't stop, can you take a look?"

Minglang felt a little troubled, thought for a moment, and looked at Nan Yu seriously: "This is the sect's rule, no exceptions. I have to report this matter to the Sect Master before I can answer you, but if you just want to take a look, you can do it after you rest and take a bath." If you climb to the top of the mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the entire South Valley."

"Okay, thank you senior brother!" Nan Yu thought you were serious, but I just said it casually.Regardless of your sect's rules, if you have long legs, what you want to see is just the formation room full of organs, just a fresh picture.

Minglang was a busy person, so he called a disciple to explain a few words, then said that he would give a lecture in the afternoon, and left in a hurry.

Nan Yu asked that disciple to lead Nan Guang out for a stroll. He closed his clothes and lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and began to rest his mind. He hadn't slept well these days, and he finally settled down. As soon as he relaxed, he felt sleepy. After yawning twice, he fell asleep.

"Young Master, Young Master, it's time to eat."

When Nan Yu was woken up, Nan Guang was serving a bowl of food and standing in front of the bed with two steamed buns in his hand.

When Nan Yu rubbed his eyes and stood up, a disciple in white with a purple belt around his waist passed by the door. He glanced inside and then stopped. ?"

Where did the little Taoist come from, so wide-ranging?

Before Nan Yu spoke, Nan Guang stepped forward to greet him with a smile: "Brother, don't blame it, we are here on the first day, and we don't know the rules. I hope little brother will not blame you!"

"What are you talking about!" The little Taoist said righteously: "I didn't set the rules of Nangu, and I can't blame them. I just remind you that even if you are new here, the one hundred and eight pillars in front of the mountain gate are written Clearly, the first entrance examination is the door's rules, how could you not know?"

Good guy, even eating is written on those hundreds of pillars!Who would look at such details? Nan Yu thought to himself that these inner disciples had stood under that pillar for how long before they memorized the densely packed rules of the sect. Feelings of admiration spontaneously arose, and they turned towards him in their hearts. Thumbs up.

Suddenly there is such a trace of regret coming here, is it too late to go home now?

Nan Yu began to beat the drums in his heart, feeling lucky that since he was a direct disciple of the suzerain descended from the sky, he didn't need to pass the initial entrance examination, and he had to memorize the densely packed door rules on the stone pillar upside down.

Even if he accidentally violated the rules, the punishment would not be too heavy.

Mistakes are minor, but injustices are major.When I go back now, what do others think of me, how do people in the capital laugh at me, and what will that person in the palace think of me?

So before the backlash hit his heart twice, he was thrown eight feet away by Nan Yu.

After the little Taoist priest left, Nan Guang quickly closed the door, and Nan Gongyu reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls of the tasteless food.

"My lord, let me be wronged. I have some snacks in my luggage, and I will sneak them over later."

"It's not that expensive." Nan Yu threw away his chopsticks: "It's just that I don't have much appetite."

"Young master, do you want to go out for a walk in the afternoon? This Nangu is really big. Just now, the little brother led me around for an hour, and I only saw the cafeteria, classrooms, and the residences of internal practitioners." Nan Guang began to report what he saw. According to what I heard, this is also the purpose of Nan Yu asking him to go: "Young master, do you know that even if they are internal cultivation disciples, they are divided into elementary and advanced. Our side is where the elementary disciples live. The high-level disciples The residence, and the hot spring!"

"Hot spring?" Nan Yu's eyes lit up.

"There are many hot springs in Nangu. I asked, and they are open to all internal practitioners. If you want to go, young master, we can go to soak at night to relieve fatigue."

"Let's talk about it later. By the way, when you go out later, find someone to inquire about Nangu's affairs. The more detailed the better."

"What do you want to ask, Young Master? If it's too confidential, no one will say it!"

"It's not a secret, just ask about the relationship structure in this sect, especially about Elder Jing Su."

"Elder Ming? Just that one?"

"Well, the main thing is to ask about him, who is his teacher, what is the name of the master, and what is his background." Nan Yu ordered to his entourage seriously: "Be sure to find out, if not, just ask for money."

Nan Guang nodded and took orders. Even with Nangu's rules, he didn't have to serve and obey Nan Yu's orders, but because the master-servant relationship of more than ten years had already been deeply rooted in his bones, he didn't realize it for a while. Not less was punished.

It took more than an hour after Nan Guang went out, Nan Yu lost sleepiness, lay with eyes open for a long time, suddenly thought of something, got out of bed and went straight to the Scarlet Flame Palace.

Fortunately, Lord Ling Guang was still there. Seeing no one around, Nan Yu knelt down and bowed with sincerity: "Master, I have something to ask!"

Ling Guangjun was writing a letter before the case. He looked up at his new disciple in puzzlement, coughed twice and adjusted his sitting posture: "What's the matter?"

"Teacher wants to find another place to live."

Lord Lingguang frowned and continued to finish writing, and slowly folded the letter into the envelope and handed it to the Taoist boy who was waiting beside him, before he asked, "What doesn't suit you about the junior disciple's residence?"

Nan Yu expected this question. She was lying on the bed thinking about this question just now. The purpose of this trip is actually very simple. I am not interested in cultivating and asking about something. Find that person and ask for an explanation. In addition, I am curious about the world. What does Nangu look like that he likes to talk about.As for the others, I haven't thought much about it yet.

Since you won't stay for a long time, then stay away from right and wrong. Today, the little Taoist priest put on a face to see the injustice, and a door rule blocked his free-wheeling temperament. In the future, under the strict surveillance of his disciples, he will inevitably misbehave. Wrong, in order to avoid trouble, it is wise to find another place to live.

Nan Yu imagined that in the recommendation letter Ling Guangjun received from the temple, his identity must have been mentioned, even if he didn't explicitly state it, he would implicitly imply that his identity was special, otherwise, with Nangu's rules, he would definitely not break the rules Accept a disciple whose origin is unknown, and pass it on by the suzerain himself.Even if it is handed over to Ming Que for personal teaching, it has two meanings: to cover up his identity, and to match the treatment of his direct disciples with his own noble status.

In this way, Lord Lingguang will definitely treat him specially: "I have just entered the mountain gate, and my practice is also lagging behind. All the senior brothers are people who are destined by fate and have exquisite bones. It is very disharmonious for disciples to mix with them. I don’t know the rules and don’t know the rules, and I’m too embarrassed to say that I’m the teacher’s biography. I’m afraid I’ll lose my name to the master. So I beg the master to arrange another remote place for the disciple. It is better if the master is closer. It is already Nan Yu's blessing to be taught by the master, and he will never dare to let others talk about the master because of the disciple. From now on, the disciple will definitely work hard and practice hard."

Nan Yu expressed his determination fiercely, trying to figure out Ling Guang-jun's expression, he was very interesting as a master, and he might have to go back and forth a few times before he could figure out his temper, but he could see one thing, the solemn expression in front of him People must not be like this in private. One of the two faces of strict self-denial and looseness must be pretending.

Sect Master Nangu was stunned for a long time before recalling the meaning of his apprentice's words.

"That's it!"

The fact is that Nan Yu thought too much.

The letter Ling Guangjun received was written by the abbot of the temple, Zhao Yizhen, in which his identity was indeed mentioned, and his name and surname were clearly stated: Nan Yu is the son of Nan Sicheng, a wealthy businessman in the capital, and his ancestors Once benevolent to the temple, the second son, Nan Yutuo, and Nangu Sect Master's disciples must pass it on personally, fulfilling the wish of a real person to repay his kindness.

Who is Zhao Yi, the presiding officer of the seminary?He is the leading elder brother of the four sects in the world, the mentor of the suzerains, and entrusted by the master, is there any reason not to follow?

Nan Yu didn't know anything about it, and it wasn't until she received a letter from her father later that she recalled her foolish thoughts in the Scarlet Flame Palace.

In fact, Ling Guangjun only listened to two things: for fear of losing face to Master, stay closer to Master.

The suzerain's heart softened, he stood up and helped his apprentice up, with a kind face on his face: "But what did someone say?"

Nan Yu got up and bowed his head in silence. It is best not to say anything at the moment.

"A remote place, where is there any remote place? There are a few empty houses in front of the Bamboo Sea, but they are too dilapidated and too far away, and it is inconvenient for you to go to class. No one goes there on weekdays. Oh, No, I’m afraid you’ll disturb Mr. Huanxi when you live there.” Mr. Lingguang really had a hard time, walking back and forth: “You’re not suitable to live with me, and there’s no separate house right now. We live together, you want to be clean, but there is only one place, go down first, let me think about it."

The master took his heart, and Nan Yu accepted it as soon as he saw it, and bowed in a reasonable manner: "Thank you, master!"

☆, Mr. Huanxi

In a room in Kangdu Temple, the white-haired old man was leaning on the couch with an ancient scroll in his hand, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at the young man in red who was taking care of the medicine stove in front of him: "Don't boil it, it's useless!"

"Master, don't play childish temper. You still need to take the medicine on time. When I'm not around, did your old man stop taking the medicine?"

The old Taoist snorted and ignored him.

"Come on, drink the medicine!" The man in red brought the medicine bowl to the front of the collapse, watched the old Taoist grin and drank the medicine with great displeasure.

The old Taoist frowned and threw the book away, and sat up straight: "Don't just talk about me, what about yourself, have you had any abnormalities in recent years?"

The man in red didn't answer. He sat down before the collapse and stretched out his hand to take the pulse of the old Taoist. A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he quickly concealed his worry.

The old man gave him a blank look: "Stinky boy, what to pretend, I don't know my body yet.!"

"Master knows his destiny?"

"Yeah." The old man didn't think so, "I'll have a few years to live, so I said, don't spend those medicines, and you don't have to visit me frequently, just do whatever you want."

The man in red hung his head and said nothing, his eyes were full of emotions.

The old man glanced at him impatiently, fell down on the couch, wrapped the quilt behind his back and said in a rough voice: "Go back to Nangu today, it would be better if you weren't here, this appearance is in front of me, if I don't Pretending to be a little sick, I'm sorry for your filial piety, Mr. Huanxi!"

The man in red was silent, packed up the medicine bowl, got up and walked out of the house, but was stopped by the old Taoist: "There is one more thing, your suzerain brother is unreliable, I will explain to you."

At night, after Nan Yu and his two went to the cafeteria to have dinner in a proper manner, Guang went to the hot spring behind the residence of Gaoxiu disciple in high spirits.

As Nan Guang said, there are indeed many hot springs in Nangu.There are dozens of soup pools, large and small, to say the least.

The two found the biggest one, took off their clothes, entered the pool, and found a corner to soak in.

Nan Guang poured water on his body with his hands, and looked at Nan Yu enviously. Nan Yu Tianshan had a jade-like golden appearance, a tall and well-proportioned figure, and he had lost his hostility. Hide your handsome face.

As expected of being the most beautiful man in the capital, Nan Guang secretly sighed.

"Comfortable!" Nan Yu sighed sincerely, closed his eyes and leaned against the stone by the pool, enjoying the body being surrounded by heat waves, and soon the tip of his nose was sweating.

"My lord, do you know that the ladies in Kangdu City have created a male sex ranking?"

"know."

"Young master really deserves his name." Nan Guang expressed his feelings, and he was definitely not flattering his master.

"Yeah." Nan Yu didn't bother to answer. This matter was absurd. He knew that he was beautiful since he was a child, but it was useless except to make a lot of women fall in love with him and have a sense of accomplishment. .Those who flatter and flatter in front of themselves are looking at their own status and the money in their hands, or they dare not do so due to coercion.Nan Yu knows what kind of guy he is in the eyes of the people in Kangdu, but the more he is like this, he will push that kind of arrogance to the extreme. pleasure.

But the pleasure brought by this kind of character design will get tired after a long time.What to do if you get bored, change to a fresher game, find more entertainment, spend more money, cause more trouble, as if you don’t do anything, you don’t feel like you’re still alive.

And Nangu is very new to him.

When I was young and ignorant, I heard the gentlemen in the mansion talking loudly, and my blood was still warmed a few times, and a few ambitions to serve the country were planted in my immature heart.As I grew up, I gradually understood people's eyes and understood the discussions outside. Before the passionate seed germinated, it rotted into the soil along with the rumors.An abandoned son, what an ideal to talk about, the blood was so hot back then that it was ridiculous.

Nan Yu let out a long breath and looked up at the night sky of Nangu in early summer. The stars were dotted with stars and the Milky Way was colorful. This Nangu disciple compared himself to the stars. Everyone has a place. If there is a star in the night sky that belongs to him, which one is it? ?

After taking a deep breath, he sank his body into the water, blocking Nan Guang's excited chatter on the open water.

"Young master, this is really a good place. Even in Kangdu, we can't find such a good pool! We will come here often in the future. It's not too hot, and we can still soak in it. If it's midsummer, I don't think we can." It's down, the water temperature is so high..." Nan Guang sighed to himself.

Nan Yu surfaced with a "wow" and wiped off the drops of water on his face.

"How about the inquiry you made?"

"What's the matter? Oh, the matter of Elder Ming. You know that he is the son of the suzerain, so I will say something else. This elder Ming has a strong root and a strong spirit. After taking the dormitory, he became an elder at the age of 13. Although he is young, he looks very calm..."

"His master, what kind of person is he?" Nan Yu is actually not very interested in Mingming.

"Mr. Canxi, that is a mysterious person. I only know that Mr. Huanxi's surname is Feng, and the night of his first name is said to be a guest living in Nangu. Have you seen his true face?"

"Mr. Huanxi, the evening of the wind."

"Yes, you have the title of king, and you are as famous as the four sects. It is said that he came from the seminary, and the abbot of the seminary summoned a real disciple. I don't know about the others. They don't want to talk to me when they see me face to face. I'm familiar with it, so let's inquire slowly. Also, the people in Nangu are really weird, they don't love money, and as soon as I took out the money, they scared them away!"

Nan Yu didn't answer.

Seeing that his master closed his eyes again, Nan Guang felt bored, so he turned his gaze to the few high-level disciples who had just arrived on the other side of the pool.

After a high-level disciple took off his clothes, he walked down thumpingly, and the others were a little impatient: "Take it easy, you are making such a big noise! ​​Your clothes are all splashed wet."

"No, the water is too hot! If I don't move, I can't bear it at all."

"It's still hot, are you a girl? Oh, sure enough, your skin and tender flesh are all red!"

"What is this? The water temperature is not too high. Do you know where the best hot spring in the entire South Valley is?"

"What's new about this? You're talking about Zhuhai Meiyuan, the Yin-Yang Pond of Mr. Canxi!"

"It is said that there are two streams of water in that pool, one is as hot as boiling water, and the other is as cold as snow water. The two streams meet in the middle of the pool. In that way, I guess most people can't stand it at all!"

Nan Guang's ears were sharp, and he was alert when he heard Mr. Guxi, and spoke loudly: "You are talking about Elder Ming's master, Mr. Guxi."

"Who is this Taoist brother? Why haven't I seen it?" A high-level disciple asked alertly.

"In Xiananguang, Dongling came to study abroad. He just entered the door yesterday. It's not surprising that you haven't seen me."

"So it's Senior Brother Nan, sorry for your disrespect!"

"Is the Yin-Yang Pool you are talking about in the bamboo forest?"

"That's right, no one has ever been to the plum garden of Mr. Canxi. It is one of the forbidden places in Nangu. Most people can't go there. On weekdays, only the suzerain and elder Ming go in."

"Is it great?"

"What?" Disciple Gao Xiu looked at the person beside Nan Guang who spoke abruptly, feeling very embarrassed.

Nan Yu got hot after soaking for a long time, got up and got ready to get dressed: "Is that Mr. Guxi very powerful?"

"What's the name of this Taoist brother?"

"Nan Yu."

"Are you a newcomer, too?" This is the first time I heard someone use such a tone, and Gao Xiu became anxious: "That's Junxi Jun, who won the first prize at the Dongling Fa Conference at the age of 16. Let's put it this way, even if Even if the seven elders add up, they still have to call him a teacher, do you think they are powerful?"

"Oh? So good." Nan Yu's clothes are already put on: "Then we have to find a chance to see and see! Nan Guang, let's go, the skin is about to fall off, and it's still soaking."

Several high-level cultivators stared blankly at this ignorant man, smiled at each other, shook their heads and sighed, ignorant people are fearless!

In fact, even for these high-level internal cultivation disciples, there are not many opportunities to meet Mr. Huanxi, and his reputation is heard from each other. He became an incredible person, unattainable.

Nan Yu didn't feel this way. The more others described him like this, the more motivated he would be. Even if he didn't confront them face to face, showing his disdain for Bai Yueguang in front of these people would make him somewhat comfortable.

Zhuhai, Meiyuan, Mr. Huanxi, so your name is Fengzhixi.

The corner of Nan Yu's mouth raised a smile, I'm sure I'll live in the broken house in front of the bamboo forest.

When I returned to the room, I received a thick letter from the junior disciple next door, and Nan Yu frowned. Tell the important things: Son, you are now the son of Nan Sicheng, a wealthy businessman in the capital, and you live with your mother at your ancestral home in Huaizhou. The temple has meritorious service, and was bestowed with a single surname of Nanzi by the emperor. This time, entering Nangu to practice is to repay the favor of the temple. Remember not to reveal the identity of the prince, so as not to be exploited by those who want to...

Nan Yu lit the letter on the lamp and burned it up, and smiled disapprovingly, probably it was the meaning of the man in the palace, he could really make up, so he could write a storybook.

The next day, elementary disciple school.

Nan Yu never went to a private school since he was a child, it was because the King of Qin invited a teacher from the Imperial Academy to teach at his residence, so naturally he didn't have much experience as a classmate.

Sit in the elementary class and take a closer look at those internal cultivation disciples who are full of anger. Let alone their appearance, they will never be able to find ordinary people in a crowd, but there are just such ordinary faces. , are brimming with enigmatic self-confidence.

The sense of honor of a man of destiny is always written on his face. Regardless of his birth, he can enter the sect's internal cultivation, and in the future he is expected to rank among the celestial beings, shining in the starry sky, which is definitely the pride of the whole village.

The style of Nangu's family emphasizes elegance and follows the way of a gentleman.Sitting, standing and walking, one should not only behave decently, but also look good. There are special gestures for greeting and saluting.From the large gates and buildings to the small clothes and clothing, all of them are exquisite and standardized.

Nan Yu has never been to other sects, so they must be similar.As far as the clothes are concerned, Nangu has always respected red and purple.The suzerain can wear red clothes, the elders can wear purple clothes, and the disciples can wear purple underwear and underwear. The rest can only wear red or purple on white clothes, such as belts and headscarves. The waist tags are also carefully divided. Disciples of different levels have different ancestral plaques.

In short, it is two words: pay attention to.

The disciples who were sitting upright waited for the teacher's arrival without distraction, and no one whispered to each other quietly.

Nan Yu is tired of this old-fashioned academic atmosphere, but he is arrogant in his bones and doesn't bother to strike up a conversation with these people who think they are special.

The gentleman who gave the lecture was a purple-robed elder in his thirties, named Ding Ling, the seat of Zhen, one of the two chief managers, in charge of the sect's finances, and a collection of classics.He is not tall and a bit thin, but he is tidily groomed, his hair is combed up smoothly, a silver hair crown is buttoned up, and the corners of his eyes are pulled up a little, making Nan Yu's scalp tighten when he sees it.

Ding Ling gave lectures with a deadpan expression and a rigid eye. He talked to himself as if he was chanting scriptures. Nan Yu didn't listen carefully for a long time. He didn't know what he said.

"You, get up and tell me, what are the names of the four sects, where do they live, what spells do they practice, and what clothes do they wear?"

......

"The disciple who didn't take the imperial uniform, yes, it's you."

"Me?" Nan Yu pointed at herself.

Nan Yu saw that everyone was looking at him, right?Knowing that it was my first day here, Mr. Facial Paralysis is cheating!What are these questions?

Who is Nan Yu? He has been angry with the husbands in his family since he was a child. There are eight if not ten. He doesn't even want to think about such a blunt and difficult question. He doesn't even think about answering by name. There is no embarrassment, it is not good to be too unruly, so I stretched and stood up: "I don't know!"

Everyone was stunned, this man is a bit tough!

Ding Ling sized him up. Is this the suzerain's direct disciple?Dressed in brocade clothes, with haughty eyes, one could tell they were the sons of a wealthy family who had walked in through the back door, wondering if their suzerain had been caught by someone for some shortcoming.Forget it, let's say that Nan Yu is just an ignorant young master.

"If you don't know, just listen carefully." Ding Ling pointed to another disciple: "Deng Xia, tell me."

The junior internal repair named Deng Xia glanced at Nan Yu, cleared his throat: "Mr. Hui, the four sects of Tianling are:

Dongling Qinglong Sect, majoring in wood magic, good at psychedelic and swordsmanship, with Qinglong as the spirit, wearing blue and green clothing;

Nangu Suzaku Sect, majoring in fire spells, good at elixir spells and bows and arrows, with Suzaku as the spirit, wearing red and purple costumes;

Xiyuan White Tiger Sect, majoring in gold spells, good at alchemy and swordsmanship, with white tigers as their spirits, wearing white and gold costumes;

The Xuanwu sect in the north, majoring in water spells, is good at defensive formations and long halberds, uses Xuanwu as the spirit, and wears black and blue clothing. "

Nan Yu saw him flipping his lips up and down, finishing his speech like a cannonball, and got Elder Ding Ling's approval as he wished.

"Well, it's very comprehensive." Looking back at Nan Yu: "Remember it! I'll ask you next time, can you answer it?"

Nan Yu nodded vigorously, and gave a thumbs up to Lianzhu Pao.He kicked the stunned Nan Guang at the table next to him, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and write it down for me."

Nan Yu would never do things like listening to excerpts from books that could be done by someone else.

Naturally, Nan Guang listened carefully. He had accompanied Nan Yu since he was a child, and he had long been used to doing homework by himself. What Nan Yu brought to class was just a body, and he had to answer his questions when he turned back. If you don't understand, you will inevitably be scolded for standing without back pain.

Ding Ling continued to lecture, and what he said was all the old stories of the various sects and the numerous rules. Nan Yu listened to the one and the other, and listened to a few more sentences if it was interesting, otherwise he would just let his mind wander.Unlike Nan Guang at the next table, he wished that his whole body would be covered with ears, for fear of missing something.Even after the class was over, he took his notes and chased after him to confirm the content with lingering fear, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

This move made the gentleman very happy, with a reassuring expression that a child can teach.

When Nan Guang returned to the classroom contentedly with the class notes, Nan Yu was nowhere to be seen.

☆, first sight

The terrain of Nangu is dangerous, the peaks are cut like knives, and surrounded by cliffs. The stone walls are like Danxia, ​​red and brown like fire.

At this moment, Nan Yu is squatting on the platform of the peak, overlooking the whole Nangu.

Nan Yu was very active since he was a child. In order to keep this son from going out and causing trouble, King Qin used all his bloody strength on the stakes in his yard, and successively invited more than a dozen masters to teach Nan Yu martial arts.

But after all, they are all people from the Jianghu, and martial artists should find a job to support their families. Even if they pass on their lifelong knowledge, it is just a little bit of kung fu, which is not the same as that of famous sects.

In addition, Nan Yu looked down on those masters from the bottom of his heart, those who taught were absent-minded, and those who learned were impetuous, so now they are not good at all eighteen martial arts.

There is only one thing that is good, and that is the lightness kung fu that flies over the roof and the wall. The master who taught the light kung fu was originally Wang Yang's bandit. Nan Yu favored her escape technique.After studying it seriously for several years, I got the true biography, but I didn't know where to go. I only know that it's called Qijiao, and I don't think it's real name.

Relying on the excellent seven-legged lightness skill, Nan Yu quickly climbed to the top of the mountain along the rock wall of the back mountain, found a place with a wide view and looked down, and immediately knew the location of the house.

As Minglang said, the construction pattern of the formation houses is very elegant. There are a total of 59 wooden houses, large and small. It is no different from the Suzaku star map in the southern night sky.

The same is true for Nangu, Dongling, Xiyuan and Beijing.

Nan Yu quickly memorized the terrain of the entire South Valley in his mind, quickly descended the mountain, and walked towards the formation house.

At this moment, morning class was over, and the dormitory disciples in purple underwear went to the dining hall in twos and threes to have lunch. The topography quickly entered a yard.

It is said to be a courtyard, but it looks more like a small city.

The wall is not high to isolate the outside world, and the large and small wooden houses are arranged step by step and well arranged.The stone path meanders and connects each house. The big house should be the residence of the elder, and the small house is the residence of the disciples. The doors are all closed.

There are no decorations in the formation houses, and the courtyard layout is also very simple. Flowers and plants are planted along the wall, and the ground is paved with a layer of fine stones, which looks brownish red from a distance.

Nothing special!

Nan Yu was a little disappointed, this Mingming was pretending to be mysterious, and he was talking about this situation, but at a glance, it was nothing more than that, and there was no mystery.

Wait!

Nan Yu was attracted by a raised stone carving in the middle of the stone path. There was a stone carving on each path connecting the wooden house, and the patterns were different.

When I became interested, I walked a few more steps and found that this path is not connected to all the houses. For example, the houses in front of me are connected by eight, with the word "well" on the stone carving.The stone carvings of the four connected wooden houses that we passed just now had the word "ghost" written on them.

Could it be that this stone carving is the eye of the array?Resisting, he stretched out his hand, and before he could touch the raised stone sculpture on the ground, a voice behind him made Nan Yu's blood freeze.

"What are you doing?"

......

What made Nan Yu's scalp tingle was not being discovered, but this voice.

It's him!The man in the car.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes!

Nan Yu stood up and looked back. He was dressed in red, standing tall and burning, with a black sachet embroidered with plum blossoms hanging on his waist, and holding a black paper umbrella with a few simple plum blossom patterns on the umbrella.

Nan Yu rarely saw a man wearing red without looking gaudy.The one in front of me, with a morbidly fair face set off by dazzling red, is like a plum blossom in the snow, cold and stunning, a little, well, not a little, but very pretty.

Nan Yu thinks he is well-informed, and there is no man who can make his eyes shine so far. Even if it is a woman, she is very boring, but the man in front of him, just with those eyes, makes him unable to understand. Look away and look elsewhere.

There is a gloomy light in the light brown eyes: "Who are you?"

Nan Yu was at a loss for words for a moment, and her palms were already sweating.

Damn, even if I see the emperor, I'm not so nervous!This aura makes people shudder!

I don't know where this eerie feeling comes from.

The two just stared at each other until another person came out of the cabin to break the deadlock: "Junior Brother Nan, why are you here?"

Nan Yu looked up and saw it was Qingming.

"Master, this is the Nan Yu I mentioned to you, father's direct disciple." Ming Lang introduced, "Junior Brother Nan, this is Mr. Huanxi, my master."

Nan Yu didn't know how to address him for a moment.

Mr. Huanxi snorted coldly: "When did he change his nature and start accepting apprentices!"

It choked Nan Yu.

"Junior brother Nan, you have to call me uncle." Ming Lang reminded Nan Yu.

"I've seen Master Uncle." Nan Yu reluctantly.

I thought Mingming's master should be a little old, otherwise how to teach a residential elder, it would be fine if he was an old man, but the person in front of him looks so young, it's a pity that he called him uncle.

Feng Zhixi hummed, and walked down the steps of the wooden house without looking sideways, and walked out of the courtyard: "It was the formation eye just now, don't move around, otherwise the formation mechanism will be activated, and you will die."

Nan Yu hadn't calmed down yet, just nodded, but Ming Lang paid attention: "Junior Brother Nan, I promised you that I will show you around, you are too impatient