moonlit night

When Xiao Ziyuan woke up, the first thing he saw was a garden of lush greenery.

He was lying back on a rocking chair covered with wisteria, his body was covered with a thin blanket, and bells like wind chimes were jingling in his ears.

The surrounding vines and vines grow freely and freely in the courtyard according to their wishes. The new leaves on the branches are swaying and dancing in the wind, and the air is full of refreshing and sweet taste.

This time, it was a peace and tranquility that Xiao Ziyuan had never seen before.

But where is this place?He clearly felt that something happened the night he fainted, but why couldn't he remember anything?

"Are you awake?" It was a woman's calm voice full of surprise.

Xiao Ziyuan sat up clutching his head, struggled for a while, but fell down on the chair because of the powerless feeling that his whole body was falling apart.

"Don't move around," Ning Yuanmei saw that he was so indifferent, and hurriedly put down the first handful of winter jasmine that he had just picked in the morning, and quickly walked forward to press Xiao Ziyuan gently but firmly on the wicker chair, "You It’s not good enough yet, it’s better to lie down quietly and bask in the sun, not to move around.”

"Sister...sister, who are you?" Xiao Ziyuan stared blankly at the woman in front of her with a green skirt and light veil, and stammered, "I...where am I?"

Because the distance was too close, he could even smell the faint orchid fragrance on the woman in front of him.

His face was a little hot all of a sudden.

"This is Xuanhu Peak, and you are in Kunwu Mountain," Ning Yuanmei said with a gentle smile as he re-covered him with a blanket, "You are the patient I rescued. As for the patient, you should listen carefully to the doctor's words."

"Patient?" Xiao Ziyuan was dumbfounded, he didn't understand, so he said: "What's wrong with me?"

"When I picked you up on the side of the road," Ning Yuanmei tucked him in a blanket, "Your meridians almost burst, and your bones were almost broken. If I found out later, your little life You can explain it there.”

"Why is this happening?" Xiao Ziyuan asked puzzled.

"I don't know," Ning Yuanmei sighed, "I only know that you somehow took the marrow washing pill that night, and now you have a fairy bone, and you are no longer the mortal womb."

"Washing marrow pill? Immortal bone? Does my royal father know?"

"Your father?" Ning Yuanmei's eyes showed some pity, and he said with some reservations: "I went to him after seeing the prince's order on you, and he hopes that if possible, you can Stay here to learn art, and you will achieve greatness in the future."

"Cultivate the Tao? He wants me to cultivate the Tao here?" Xiao Ziyuan's eyes widened, "But I never thought of cultivating the Tao."

"Cultivating the Tao is something that many people dream of. If you have this opportunity, don't waste it." Ning Yuanmei smiled slightly and patted his head.

Xiao Ziyuan blushed a little, and was about to say something, but suddenly heard the distant bells on top of the mountains.

"What happened?" he asked curiously.

"The entrance examination is about to take place, which is a signal to convey the gathering of disciples," Ning Yuanmei looked at the direction where the bell was ringing, and explained with a smile: "The master of Jiuyi Peak's lecture is equivalent to the swearing-in meeting, and it is intended to encourage Morale, I hope everyone can achieve good results after three days."

"Entering the mountain for the assessment? Does that mean you can become a teacher after the assessment?" Xiao Ziyuan was a little frustrated, "But I don't know anything now, and there must be no immortal who would want me."

"No one is born to be good at everything. You have good aptitude now, and you will definitely achieve success in time," Ning Yuanmei comforted the young man, "As for apprenticeship, I can recommend you to a senior brother who is familiar with me and has strong abilities. He has been helping you with counseling for two years, and he also has plans to recruit apprentices, so it doesn't matter if you have one more."

Xiao Ziyuan nodded gratefully, and then turned his gaze to the place where the bells were not ringing in the distance, as if he wanted to see the scene of the gathering on the top of the mountain through the mountains surrounded by clouds and mist.

Presumably the mood of those disciples must be both nervous and excited, Xiao Ziyuan thought with enthusiasm, wishing that he would immediately put on a pair of wings and fly to the top of the mountain.

However, at this moment, Jun Changye, who was listening to the sound of the bell and the wind, was far less nervous and excited than Xiao Ziyuan imagined.

On the contrary, the disappointment that was about to reach its peak was brewing in those dark eyes that were already as deep as a pool.

Although he stood silently in the crowd like a doorman beside him, the extremely cold aura around him still made the impassioned disciples standing beside him on the auditorium unable to resist avoiding as far away as possible.

Unconsciously, Jun Changye stared at the spittle-flying white-bearded old man on the stage in horror, but his eyes drifted away, and his thoughts had already flown to a corner of his memory that was so long ago that it was full of dust.

It had been two full years until yesterday, he thought quietly.

The foundation building period had already been reached half a year ago.

Yesterday he came out of the dormitory after his morning class, sat on the edge of the cliff of Qixing Terrace from early morning to midnight, watching the sun set little by little, and the stars lit up one by one.

A crescent moon hangs high in the sky.

The frost is cold and bright, and the night is dark.

Later, he waited and waited, leaning against the cliff and fell asleep. It was not until the curfew sounded that he was discovered by the disciples watching the night, and he followed the two people back to Jiuyi step by step, covered in blood. Deep dew on a spring night.

He will be punished when he goes back. The new disciple didn’t even see a single shadow for a whole day during the critical period of the assessment, and he refused to tell the reason why he left the school for no reason. The senior brother who took him was very angry. The next day was the swearing-in meeting, and he couldn't be punished too much, so he had to confiscate the spirit stones and elixirs he had accumulated over the past year, and gave him a hard training before letting him go.

It doesn't matter, Jun Changye originally saved these things in order not to drag that person down after leaving. Although there are not many things, they can help share a little.

Now it seems like a joke.

"This is the end of today's meeting, everyone go back and prepare well."

The lengthy speech finally came to an end. Jun Changye slowly walked out with the tide of people. He accidentally ran into several people along the way. He unconsciously apologized a few times. He was about to go around when he was suddenly pushed.

Several people surrounded him and blocked his way.

"Hey, isn't this the little bastard? Didn't he have strong bones before? Looking at his distraught look now, if he didn't know that his parents have died long ago, he would have thought that his mother had just died." A dark blue uniform The disciple held a root of grass in his mouth and said maliciously.

"Hahahahaha, Ah Tong, can you hurt me a little more?" Another monkey-cheeked man followed suit and laughed loudly.

Jun Changye didn't even look at them, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

"Get out of the way?" Feng Tong took the grass from his mouth and threw it aside, "Who do you think you are? How dare you order me?"

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward step by step, and slowly pressed his right hand on his waist to match the sword.

A look of impatience flashed in Jun Changye's eyes, and he walked straight towards him without dodging or avoiding the slightly surprised eyes of the other party.

The moment the two were about to bump into each other, to Feng Tong's surprise, his hand that wanted to pull out the sword seemed to be covered with a thousand catties, no matter how hard he tried, he could only pull out an inch, and couldn't lift it up by half an inch.

"Stop him," he yelled angrily.

Jun Changye passed him by without a pause, and the coercion of the foundation establishment stage burst out instantly, and all of it was added to the latter.

"Ah!" Feng Tong screamed, and was forced to kneel on the ground with a plop under the pressure.

Jun Changye only wanted to give a warning, and he didn't intend to entangle him, so he took it back after only a moment of pressure. He glanced coldly for a week, seeing that no one dared to step forward to block him, so he planned to continue on his own way.

At this moment, a sudden change happened.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sound of piercing the air from three directions rang out one after another, the speed was unbelievably fast, Jun Changye had no time to avoid it completely, so he had to barely dodge the arrows that were shot towards the vitals, and there were a few spots on his sleeves and cheeks in an instant. Road mouth.

Blood trickled down from the wound, Jun Changye closed his eyes and turned around, staring fixedly at the bow-wielding youth who was shining like the sun and in red clothes opposite him.

Hiding is impossible.

"Young master!" Feng Tong scrambled and crawled to the foot of the visitor, and cried emphatically, "This little brat has learned some sorcery, and he has already reached the foundation building stage! Now he doesn't care about us at all. It's okay! He doesn't take us seriously, but he doesn't take you and the Patriarch seriously! What a wolf-hearted and ungrateful person! You have to take good care of him."

Feng Manlou didn't speak for a while, but looked at Jun Changye coldly against the light, and stroked the horn bow tightly held in his hand with his left hand.

"Two years," he finally said, "We met again."

Jun Changye was silent. The relationship between them has long been a life-and-death relationship, so there is nothing to say.

"In three days, enter the mountain for assessment," Feng Manlou said firmly, "I'll be waiting for you."

It's like a signal for a fight.

"Okay." Jun Changye replied without hesitation.

Feng Manlou looked at him from top to bottom, nodded, then kicked Feng Tong, who was holding his leg and crying, and said disdainfully: "Trash, don't embarrass yourself here."

Then he turned around and strode away without looking back.

The latter was kicked so that he fell to the ground on his back, and hurriedly got up again and chased after Feng Manlou.

"Oh my God! That's Feng Family with the highest talent this year...Feng..." The disciples onlookers were agitated.

"The wind is all over the building, Mr. Lou."

"Yes, I heard that when he first came here two years ago, he was already in the foundation building stage. He usually has a special cave for his cultivation, so he can't easily see anyone at all. I wonder how he is doing now?"

"I heard that it has already built the seventh floor of the foundation, and it is comparable to that talented eldest lady of the Luo family."

"Really? Oh my god! It feels like that one over there is going to be unlucky."

Jun Changye ignored the gossip and the sympathetic gazes cast on him, and walked straight towards the school opposite to Fengmanlou.

Although the matter has come to this, he still wants to try to see that person again, and ask him face to face why he broke his promise.

Did he forget, or did he lie to him at all.

Therefore, there are still some things to prepare.