Forced Marriage [Cultivation]

The Tongtian Bridge was successfully lowered, and three hundred disciples from Xicheng entered Luoxia Peak to take refuge one after another.The elders were naturally overjoyed when the news spread back to Xicheng.However, when he learned that the head teacher agreed to the three things of Dongyang real person, he secretly felt uneasy, complicated and difficult to understand.But right now, I can't think too much about it, the elders are busy arranging the organization.The Tongtian Bridge has been opened, and all that remains is to move the nearly [-] disciples in the city to it one after another.The flood has risen to the height of half a floor, and most of the west city has been reduced to rivers and seas.Seeing the bustling and peaceful Xicheng in the past has become what it is now, everyone feels sympathy.The disciples drooped their heads one by one, looking very depressed.

The 330 disciples who went ahead had all entered Luoxia Peak. These disciples were very young and energetic, and they might have conflicts with the sword cultivators on Tianzhu Peak and even the monks in Nancheng. Jiang Suxing arranged for them to rest where they were and not to move around at will.

At this moment, these disciples were all arranged in a canyon. Jiang Suxing discussed with Wen Yuge, Changshu and Gu Baitang.

Jiang Suxing said: "Master and the others should have already started arranging for disciples to take refuge on the peak one after another. I must find enough places for them to stay. Although Luoxia Peak is vast, it can accommodate at most 2000 people. To accommodate my [-] disciples from the West City, other The eleven-bit channel must also be opened."

Wen Yudao: "But how difficult is it to convince the other eleven peak masters? You have already promised the "three things" to this Dongyang real person, do you want to promise the other eleven "three things"?What exactly do these people want you to do, and have you been threatened by them? "

Ge Changshu also said: "After all, they are Nancheng monks. Although you agreed to their request today to save the Xicheng disciples, but if you are asked to do things that are not good for Xicheng in the future, how will you deal with yourself?"

Jiang Suxing said with a solemn expression, "Now that things have happened, I can only pay homage to this real Dongyang."

"No."

Gu Baitang, who was leaning against the wall, said in a deep voice, "You can't go see him."

"Why?" Jiang Suxing asked.

"You are the headmaster of Xicheng, Wanmo must lower your posture." Gu Baitang looked at him with dark eyes, "This is what Master Huo meant."

"Master Huo asked you to monitor me?" Jiang Suxing asked with a smile.

Gu Baitang frowned and said: "He just thinks you are young, and he is afraid that you will act recklessly and cause trouble."

Jiang Suxing said: "Since I am the head teacher of Xicheng, I must keep these tens of thousands of disciples safe. No matter what I promised Dongyang Zhenren or other peak masters today, it is only for me personally. As long as Xicheng can survive this disaster, I will take care of myself afterwards." Resign from the position of head teacher. No matter what they want me to do at that time, it has nothing to do with Xicheng."

The three of them were startled, and Wen Yu and Ge Changshu couldn't help showing admiration.

Gu Baitang's eyes dimmed, he smiled suddenly, and sighed softly: "Okay, it's indeed Jiang Suxing."

His words were so sad that Jiang Suxing felt a pain in his heart.But time was running out, Jiang Suxing couldn't say anything to him anymore.

"Little head teacher, my master invites you to Fuyunyuan to get together." Hongyi Shanshan walked in from the mouth of the canyon. Although she was talking to Jiang Suxing, she walked all the way, but her eyes were fixed on Gu Baitang with a sly smile.

"Only you can go alone."

"It's just right, I also want to visit the real person myself." Jiang Suxing walked two steps forward with a smile, and said again: "May I ask where Fuyunyuan is?"

"Follow the sound of the flute and go straight to the high place, and you will see Fuyun Yuan." Shan Shan's eyes were still fixed on Gu Baitang, at this time Gu Baitang also stood up, looking at Shan Shan with all his body guarded.Between the two, there was another dangerous aura rising invisible, which seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.A murderous aura quickly condensed in the air, and even the rest of the disciples who were resting were keenly aware of it, and all looked this way.

Jiang Suxing walked between the two of them, he smiled warmly and had an elegant demeanor, as if ignoring the oppressive atmosphere and murderous intent around him.

"I'm going down the road, I have to ask Miss Huan to lead the way."

Coral glanced impatiently at the man with an elegant smile in front of him, and finally had to give up.Turn around and walk out of the canyon, "Come with me."

"It's work."

Jiang Suxing glanced back at Gu Baitang with dark eyes, and reminded him not to act without authorization.

Fuyunyuan is located on top of the clouds. Jiang Suxing climbed up the mountain. Along the way, the surrounding fog was hazy, and the lush green trees were interspersed between the white clouds.

There is always the sound of the flute in my ears, clear and distant, resounding through the valley with the long wind.Shan Shan led the way very quickly, Jiang Suxing followed behind her, only staring at the flickering red shadow in front of her, it took a while to follow.

After a while, the trees in front of him disappeared, and they came to an empty place.Jiang Suxing looked up, and saw a pavilion hanging above the white clouds.A snow-silver figure stood in the pavilion in the attic, tall and slender, somewhat familiar.Jiang Suxing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Little headmaster, please." Shan Shan said.

Jiang Suxing took two steps forward, and found jade-white stones floating in the air in front of the cliff.He tried to step on it, and the stone fell straight down for a few minutes.Jiang Suxing's heart sank, and he used his kung fu to balance himself, only then was he able to stabilize his figure.

Looking forward, under the cover of white clouds, there are indeed other jade stones floating in the air.With mental preparation, Jiang Suxing stepped on it more smoothly this time.After about a cup of tea, he finished walking on the road that floated in the air, and his back broke out in a cold sweat.

"call!"

Finally boarded Fuyunyuan, Jiang Suxing couldn't help but let out a long breath.There are three floors in this Floating Cloud Abyss, Jiang Suxing bowed outside the door first.

"Junior Jiang Suxing, come to see the real person."

He lowered his head and waited for a moment, only the quiet sound of the flute answered him.

Jiang Suxing pushed the door open and went in. What he entered was an ancient sandalwood-colored bookcase and chairs, landscape calligraphy and paintings hung on the wall, and chessboards and bibliographies on the table.

This looks like the house of an ordinary scholar.Jiang Suxing secretly guessed the temper and temperament of this Dongyang real person, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he saw a portrait of a person hanging on the wall behind the desk.

The figure painted on the portrait is a chivalrous person: Tsing Yi cloth shirt, narrow eyes and long eyebrows, handsome and elegant face, and a beautiful smile.Sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, there is a uniquely shaped quaint long piano in front of him.The posture of the person playing the piano in the painting is wanton and leisurely, as if a long and ancient sound of the piano is ringing in the ears of the person.

Jiang Suxing's eyes widened in disbelief. Even if he couldn't recognize that the person in the painting looked very similar to himself, he could recognize at a glance that this person was playing the Fuxiqin.

The sound of the flute whispered long and loudly in the ear, and in the magnificent atmosphere, it was unavoidable to weep and complain again and again, lamenting again and again.

At this moment, Jiang Suxing shifted his gaze to other scenes in the painting, and saw the man playing the piano in a field of pear blossoms, and there seemed to be a faint figure standing under a pear tree in the distance behind him.Due to the fuzziness of the painting, the person's face cannot be seen clearly, so we can only guess that the person is playing the flute, but he is far away from the player.

Jiang Suxing frowned even more. If he read it correctly, the address on the screen should be on the Yingbin Avenue in front of Yingdi Palace in Xicheng, where pear blossoms were planted everywhere.

But who is the person in this painting?The person in the painting is playing the fuxiqin, and his appearance is so similar to Jiang Suxing, could it be the ancestor of the Jiang family?

And the man standing in the distance playing the flute...

Jiang Suxing's eyes were serious, he probably guessed why this Dongyang real person would help him.

Thinking like this, Jiang Suxing walked up the stairs, all the way to the third floor.

There was a man standing in the gazebo, wearing a long robe of silver and snow, with long black hair hanging softly around his waist.The man was concentrating on playing the flute, as if he hadn't noticed Jiang Suxing's arrival at all.

Jiang Suxing didn't speak, just stood there quietly.Although he has an extremely urgent matter right now, he knows in his heart that he cannot be impatient.Now there are signs that this real Dongyang can be taken down, so he has to wait with extreme patience.In this case, it is necessary for the opponent to take the initiative to attack so that he will not be passive.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Suxing gradually became fascinated by the sound of the flute.People often say that when you are in the real world, listening to the beautiful sound of the flute, Jiang Suxing also suddenly saw a tall man with a celestial demeanor, walking alone in the vast world.Even though the breeze and the moon are cool and unrestrained, but also lonely, there is no place to rest.

This is probably the loneliness of practitioners.

Jiang Suxing was so immersed in the distance that he didn't even know when the sound of the flute stopped.

The man stopped playing the flute, turned around slowly, and saw a young man in purple shirt and white clothes with slender eyes and long eyebrows standing behind him, his body trembled, and the flute in his hand fell to the ground.

Rolled all the way and fell into the middle of the pavilion.

Jiang Suxing was taken aback and woke up.When he saw the face of the real Dongyang, he was slightly surprised at first.Then he saw the flute in the middle of the pavilion, Jiang Suxing walked over, picked up the flute, and offered it with both hands.He lowered his head slightly and didn't speak.

Master Dongyang, no, it should be Xuegou——

Xuegou stretched out a hand, her slender and pale fingers were trembling slightly.

He took the dark green disciple from Jiang Suxing's hand, and put it into his long sleeves.

"Jiang Suxing, I have met a real person." Jiang Suxing bowed again.

Xuegou seemed to tremble and sighed, Jiang Suxing didn't dare to look up, lest he offended him.

"Forget it, get up."

Xuegou's voice returned to calm, and she spoke.

Only then did Jiang Suxing straighten up, looking at his nose, nose and heart, looking upright and peaceful, without saying a word.

The more he was like this, Xuegou seemed a little restless, she had already sat down, but somehow stood up, glanced at Jiang Suxing, and urged: "Didn't you have something to do with me?"

If the head teacher continues to stand like this, the [-] disciples in Xicheng will almost be drowned.

Jiang Suxing naturally understood this, he did not say anything else, bowed deeply, and said: "Please help me, Daoist, save the disciples in my city from fire and water."

"Don't you just want to open the other eleven passages?" Xuegou said, "As long as you promise me three things, I can help you open the other eleven passages."

Jiang Suxing raised his head slightly, "Dare to ask the real person, what are the three things? If I can't do it, what should I do?"

Hearing his words, Xuegou seemed anxious, "You are the headmaster of Xicheng, how can you not count your words?"

"Don't be annoyed, real people." Jiang Suxing laughed quickly, Xuegou's appearance really doesn't look like an expert whose Taoism has reached the stage of becoming a god.

"It's not that my words don't count, it's just that if a real person opens his mouth and asks me to do something I can't do, or puts me in every possible way, wouldn't I be passive?"

"Then what do you mean, if I make things difficult for you, you won't agree?"

"This..." Jiang Suxing frowned slightly, seemingly infinitely worried.Xuegou stared closely at his facial expressions, fearing that he might miss a single thing.In the end, Jiang Suxing smiled helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Even if it's difficult, as long as it's what you want me to do, even if it's a mountain of swords and seas of fire, I can only risk my life for it."

As soon as Jiang Suxing finished speaking, his whole body went numb.It never occurred to him that he must have lost his mind and use such words to accuse a person whose cultivation base is comparable to his ancestor's age.

Xuegou was stunned, although he was wearing a mask, his eyes could be seen to be moist.He seemed to smile sadly, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are indeed a descendant of the Jiang family, and you can speak nice words at your fingertips..."

His voice was so lonely and sad, Jiang Suxing regretted it.Although Xuegou is profound and doesn't care about worldly affairs, she has a pure heart, so fragile and sensitive.

Jiang Suxing was about to apologize, but Xuegou said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the three things I want you to do are all within your ability. Don't say make you difficult, even if you don't want half of it, I will won't let you do it."

After saying that, Xuegou directly called Black Eagle and stood up.

"Where is the real person going?" Jiang Suxing stepped forward and asked anxiously.

"Go to open another eleven passages." Xuegou said, and flew away.

I heard that those eleven peak masters were not good people either, so the passage probably couldn't be opened just as Xuegou said.Jiang Suxing wanted to follow, but as soon as he rushed to the edge, he was hit back by a white light.

Xuegou's voice floated from afar, "Go and prepare, the eleven passages will open in fifteen minutes."