moonlit night

As soon as he got out of the clump of reeds, Jun Changye felt that the surrounding world suddenly changed.

The eyes are full of boundless bamboo forests, lush and green, as if they have taken away the greenness of the world, and the clear and crisp bird songs are twirling in the ears, and the places they pass are quiet and fragrant. Even in the scorching heat, it should be a cool place to escape the summer heat land.The layout of the garden landscape here is ingenious, and every partition is extremely exquisite, but without losing the natural interest, all of which show the owner's extremely high taste.

It seems that this Mr. Hengwu is also a person who likes to be pure and elegant.

It's a pity that in the position he was in, the wind never stopped.

Luo Qingluan, who was originally suffocated because of the wind all over the building, finally saw a familiar place, walked, and gradually lost her anger, and began to happily introduce to the other two: "Look at this, when I was young, I The little uncle used the bamboo here to make a swing for me. No, the flute made from this bamboo forest has the clearest sound. And here, if the bamboo shoots are boiled into soup, they are so fresh that your tongue will fall off. How about it? Is my house okay?"

"It's not only good, it's really wonderful!" Xiao Ziyuan praised him again and again with great face, and he didn't forget to invite Jun Changye to join him, "Is it Changye?"

"En." Jun Changye replied from the bottom of his heart, he really thought it was good, and from the first sight, he decided that Yue Qingchen must also like this place very much.

According to legend, Master and Hengwu Jun are rare close friends. Since they are good friends, they must have roughly the same interests. Jun Changye has always felt that Juechen Peak is good, but it is covered with snow all year round. It is really lonely and deserted. If he becomes a teacher in the future, It is strong enough to protect the master, but you can find a paradise and build a fairy mansion according to the pattern here. As for the size, it doesn't need to be too big, just enough for yourself and the master to live in.

"Yo, your kid thinks well," the old joking voice suddenly rang out like thunder in his mind, shattering Jun Changye's dream, "I don't even think about whether your master would like to be with you. "

Huang Yan's tone sounded like he was teasing a child, but Jun Changye actually thought about it seriously, and then said: "If he doesn't want to, then I will stay in Juechen Peak for the rest of my life, it's the same."

"...It seems that you didn't understand what I meant, forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Talking like this, I soon arrived at the central open space on the side of the water, and I saw a few tall yushu trees rising from the ground, and there were scattered monks in front of the yushu, and Fengmanlou, who was walking in front, was standing in front of the same yushu. After the graceful little star greeted her, she walked towards one of the jade trees.

According to Luo Qingluan's introduction, this Yushu in Xiaoxiang is very special, as long as you stand in front of it and enter a spiritual force, the names of teammates who are assigned to the same group as you, and the sect you belong to will automatically appear.

Luo Qingluan stared fiercely at Feng Manlou's back, and then asked Jun Changye and Xiao Ziyuan to draw lots first, while she walked up to Xiaoxing in a few steps, took her hand and shook it, in a coquettish manner The tone said: "Sister Xiaoxing, I miss you so much, do you miss me? How is little uncle all these years? I really miss him so much!"

"Okay, everything is fine," Xiaoxing stroked Luo Qingluan's hair tenderly, "Sage Jun has been thinking about you very much, and when things are over here, go see him and have a good talk with him."

"Well! Definitely!"

After she finished talking here, she hurriedly ran back to the two of them with her skirt in hand. At this moment, Xiao Ziyuan, who was at the front, stood nervously in front of Yushu, rubbed her hands vigorously, and said loudly: "Master, protect me!"

Then he closed his eyes, and tremblingly lost a wave of spiritual power to go in, then still closed his eyes, nervously said: "Has the result come out? Who is who?"

Luo Qingluan rolled her eyes, and said loudly without mercy: "It's out, you can see for yourself!"

Xiao Ziyuan hurriedly opened his eyes, and was very pleasantly surprised to find that there were six words displayed on it:

"Qu Lanshan, Sanskrit Sect."

"Lucky, fat round," Luo Qingluan shook his head, grabbed his sleeve, and said with a smile: "You're happy, don't mind."

After finishing speaking, she walked up to Yushu and poured a burst of spiritual power into it. She didn't close her eyes, so she witnessed the moment when the answer popped up.

"The wind is all over the building, Kunwu Mountain."

"This... No way, it can't be so unlucky, right?" Luo Qingluan stared at the six words that jumped out, his eyes straightened, "I'm not dreaming, am I? This nightmare is too real."

Feng Manlou, who had already seen the answer in front of another jade tree, saw her like this, turned his head and let out a disdainful "hum".

Jun Changye had nothing to say when he saw this, he just patted her on the shoulder, and then walked forward by himself.

Leaving aside personal grievances, in terms of strength alone, if Feng Manlou and Luo Qingluan join forces, then the qualification to enter the third round will definitely be in their pockets.

"Chang Ye," Luo Qingluan said quietly, coming up behind him, "Remember to close your eyes, and then say aloud Master's blessing to yourself."

After finishing speaking, she walked aside in grief and indignation, looked up to the sky and sighed:

"What the hell have I done?"

Given her appearance, Jun Changye wasn't too nervous, but couldn't bear Xiao Ziyuan's nervous urging, so he said "Master Bless", then closed his eyes, and poured in a burst of spiritual power.

The next moment, he heard Xiao Ziyuan beside him yell in surprise, then patted him on the shoulder heavily, and said cheerfully: "I said you kid wants Hong Luan to move, it's true!"

He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly found that there were six characters clearly displayed on the trunk of the thick eucalyptus.

"Shamanhua, Huanhua Palace."

Huanhua Palace.

Jun Changye silently recited these three words several times, but his heart was still inevitably filled with endless coldness.

As long as he thinks of the scene where Gu Xishen and Yue Qingchen are together, Jun Changye can't stop the raging killing intent in his heart. He knows that there will be no good relationship between himself and that Palace Master Gu, but no matter what, don't worry about it. It is now.

Anyway, Gu Xishen, as the owner of Huanhua Palace, is already a mighty power who can shake the world, and his cultivation base is in the hollow stage second only to the Mahayana stage. If you want the current Jun Changye to die, you will be crushed It's like an ant, effortless.

Since he is powerless to resist right now, he will avoid as much as he can, and try to avoid revealing his feelings in front of her.

But now it is like this, I am afraid that no matter what, it cannot be avoided.

On the contrary, Xiao Ziyuan didn't pretend to be serious, he seemed very satisfied with the result of the grouping, he laughed and said: "It seems that I can rest assured, the luck of the three of us is not bad, then, should I go to Miss Qu to discuss it now Countermeasures."

"Go," Luo Qingluan waved his hand feebly, "I've already sent a message to Xiaoshan, and people from the Sanskrit Sect should be here soon."

"You are so caring." Xiao Ziyuan scratched his head, responded, then turned his head to Jun Changye, who was standing still, and said, "It's a pity that your Miss Manhua has already left, and I don't know where she lives, otherwise ...Oh, that's right, since that Palace Master Gu has a deep affection for our master, he will definitely come to see the master again, and just use the excuse of your two little apprentices to form a team to have an in-depth exchange, maybe it will be successful this beautiful thing."

"Oh, that's fine, Fat Yuan, stop meddling in your own business, why are you acting like an eighth woman?" Seeing that Jun Changye's expression was not right, Luo Qingluan hurriedly began to criticize Xiao Ziyuan. Unconsciously surprised: "Isn't that Taoist Huaiyuan?"

But no, the one who led several Maoshan disciples in Taoist gossip gowns and walked towards this side was actually the Huaiyuan whom he had seen in the Lying Chan Temple back then.

He seems to be more worthy of the term "immortal demeanor" than back then, and the immature traces of his brows and eyes have faded. He is a calm and handsome young man.

"Daoist Huaiyuan, Daoist, this way!"

Hearing Luo Qingluan's voice, he looked towards the three of them, gave some instructions to the people beside him, and walked over quickly.

"Three fellow Taoists, don't come here without any problems," Huaiyuan smiled slightly, "How is the respected master?"

"My master is very good," Xiao Ziyuan rushed to say, "How about master Ling Wanqing? Did you come together this time?"

When he asked like this, he was naturally thinking that the talisman paper Wan Qing gave him last time was running out, but he was too embarrassed to speak directly, so he asked this question in a roundabout way.

"Daoist Wan Qing doesn't have any disciples, so he probably wouldn't come to join in the fun, right? What's more, he doesn't have a high level of cultivation and likes to make trouble so much, it's better to stay in the sect." Luo Qingluan said.

"Little Master Uncle is here too," Huaiyuan said helplessly, "He likes to be lively, so he asked Master to allow him to come. But he was a little unaccustomed, and even when we set off in the morning, he was still lying down in the inn to rest Woolen cloth."

"Oh? Which inn is that? I can drop by after the meeting is over."

"Cyclamen."

Does Taoist Master Wanqing like to be lively?

Of course I like it.

But this time, he didn't have to come by himself.

"Brother Qingchen, in fact, I used to be at odds with the Southwest area. I can't help but eat spicy food, and I still get seasick." Wan Qing lay on the bed, talking sickly to Yue Qingchen who was sitting beside the bed: "If it wasn't for You said that you have something to discuss with me, I don’t have a cultivation base, so I don’t come to Xiaoxiang, where the folk customs are tough, to join in the fun.”

"My fault, I'm sorry." Yue Qingchen apologized very frankly and insincerely.

Wan Qing waved her hands feebly, and said to Yue Qingchen with her eyelids in a fight: "Yesterday I was on a boat all day, and I vomited all day, but today I feel relieved, Brother Qingchen, you don't talk to me when you have nothing to do on weekdays." Let’s meet, call me now, did you think of a way to go back?”

"There are already some clues," Yue Qingchen sighed, "There is an opportunity, just in the near future, and this matter still needs to be discussed in the long run. After the disciples enter the secret realm, I will talk to you slowly."

"In the near future," Wan Qing frowned and thought about it, "Is Brother Ye going to meet Sister Man Hua?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help getting excited, he talked more, and said intoxicated: "Sister Manhua is mysterious and noble, she is an absolute goddess, but later she turned against her own brother in order to help Brother Ye win the magic sword , it seems that it is also a proper seed of infatuation, no, I really want to see the true face of the saint with my own eyes, I am satisfied even with a single glance."

"That's a beautiful snake," Yue Qingchen said coolly, "If you take off your veil and want to eat people, how dare you want that?"

"I... I naturally don't dare to ask for it." Wan Qing flinched when she heard the words, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, but felt the dampness again, and said in surprise: "Why is it suddenly cold, Brother Qingchen ,it's raining outside?"

When he said these words, he saw Yue Qingchen's complexion suddenly changed, and after only dropping two words, he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Yellow Spring."

Huangquan is the natal magic weapon inherited by the owners of Huanhua Palace in the past dynasties.

After hearing these two words, Wan Qing's eyes lit up, and she quickly got out of bed and limped downstairs, regardless of her delicate and frail body.