I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

The night is as cold as water, and the stars are dim.

Fog formed on Yuze Mountain, covering all the frost, moon and stars that should have been there.

Fortunately, stone lamps were lit along the way up the mountain, and the warm candle light clearly illuminated the direction of travel. It was not considered blind, but compared with the usual night, it was darker.

Wen Xia'er carried a broom and walked on the mountain path of Yuze Mountain for more than two hours but did not find Suqiantai. He put the broom on the ground and found a clean stone to sit down on.

After sitting down, he calmly speculated and came to a conclusion——

he's lost.

Wen Xia tugged at the neckline, and the night wind came in to drive away the heat from her body.

There are at least hundreds of pavilions on Yuze Mountain, but he didn't see any of them on the way up the mountain.

Turning his head to look at the surrounding scenery, he found that the surrounding trees and grass were growing in a natural shape, not only dense but also very complicated, unlike the ones that people often take care of.

This discovery undoubtedly confirmed Wen Xia'er's guess. He not only lost his way, but also walked to a remote place in Yuze Mountain.Let alone human figures right now, I didn't even look at a ghost.

He rummaged through his sleeves, but he couldn't find the charms that guided the way, and he went out too quickly, so he didn't bring all the charms with him.Wen Xia stood up from the rock with a very bad expression, turned around and walked along the mountain path.

He made up his mind to find Suqiantai even if he went all over the top of Yuze Mountain tonight.

The mountain path was much more difficult than the one he had walked before, not to mention one foot was deep and the other was shallow, and the light was dimmer than before.

But after he got used to his sight, he got used to it, but he couldn't see the scene in all directions by the firelight as before, and he almost tripped when he stepped on the air several times.

When he came to a relatively flat bamboo forest, his clothes had already been cut a few times by the sharp branches along the road, but right now he couldn't care about these anymore, so he could only keep going.

After walking a few miles deeper into the bamboo forest, I suddenly saw a stone tablet standing not far ahead.

Wen Xia was overjoyed, and hurried forward to look at the writing on the stone tablet, but after seeing it clearly, she found that the tablet was actually a tablet without words.

The little fire of hope that had just ignited in his heart was extinguished immediately. He thought that this monument was a guide monument, or a place name monument at worst. He never thought that there was no word on this monument. Taking the trail, it seems that I still chose the wrong one.

Wen Xiayou leaned against the stone tablet in annoyance and sighed in his heart, couldn't help thinking wildly, Jun Lingshen's residence was clearly within his reach, but he couldn't reach it anyway.

Even if you are in the same world, if you can't see it, you can't see it.

The four words Yuanqian probably mean that he and Jun Ling are in a relationship.

Just when he was feeling cold and bored, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the empty bamboo grove. Wen Xia looked around and saw a white figure holding a lantern walking towards him from a distance.

He stood up straight from the stone tablet vigilantly, quickly hid behind the stone tablet and sat down, took out a figure-concealing charm from his sleeve and stuck it on himself.

He went up the mountain after beating Liu Dazhuang unconscious, and if he was bumped into by someone at this time, he would definitely reveal his secrets, so he had to avoid the disciples patrolling the mountain of Yuze Mountain, so as not to be found out.

Fortunately, he had prepared a spell to conceal his figure in advance. As long as he hid behind the stele without making a sound, even if someone walked past him, he would not be able to detect his existence.

Wen Xia'er leaned on the stone tablet with peace of mind, and sat in a comfortable position.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, he strained his ears to listen, but the footsteps stopped abruptly.

A small half of the firelight reflected in the lantern hit his feet.

The visitor stopped in front of the stele——

It's just a stone's throw away from him.

There was a breeze blowing in the forest at this time, pushing away the frosty moon and stars that had been covered by clouds and mists for a long time.The bamboo forest is filled with silver light, the stars and the moon are shining, and the wind is clear and the forest is bright.

The visitor stood in front of the stele for a long time but did not make the slightest sound, as if he had settled down.

Wen Xia thought to himself, who knows whose disciples are so boring, they can observe a tablet without writing for a long time, how can they still see what flowers are not worth it?

However, this person didn't seem to have any signs of leaving. Bored, Wen Xia changed his posture and prepared to close his eyes and rest for a while, when there was another urgent footstep in the bamboo forest.

It turned out to be another person.

The man's footsteps also stopped behind the stele, and then only a young man's voice said: "Little Martial Uncle, Master has been waiting for a long time."

After a while, another person responded softly: "Yes."

This is a man's syllable from the tip of his nose. It is slightly low and faint, and there is no sound.

However, because of this answer, Wen Xia's sleepiness completely fell away, and her body became stiff.

He suddenly stood up from behind the monument, turned around and looked, "Jun..."

A gust of wind blew past, and the bamboo forest was blown rustling, and fallen leaves flew everywhere, and residual leaves were everywhere.

The frosty moonlight poured down, reflecting the surrounding scene as if it were daytime.

But in front of the stele, there was no one there.

"Have you heard that Lord Miaoyinqing returned to the mountain last night..."

Early in the morning, a group of outer disciples huddled together under the eaves, chattering non-stop.

Wen Xia'er came from outside the gate holding an umbrella, with a few bamboo leaves on her head, and a few cuts on her crimson robe, looking a little embarrassed.

He walked straight into the room, and was stopped when he passed the eaves, "Sijun, where have you been, why are you so messy?"

Wen Xia said: "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't notice clearly that I bumped into a tree when I was walking."

"Well, then you have to be more careful when you walk in the future."

Wen Xia nodded.

"Junior Martial Uncle Jun is the youngest disciple of the sect master, but his cultivation is the most top-notch. If you are lucky enough to be able to practice under Junior Martial Uncle Jun's sect, it will be a blessing for several lifetimes!"

"Master Miaoyinqing never accepts disciples, you better stop thinking about it hahaha..."

"You can't say that, this person always has one or two preferences, Mr. Miaoyinqing is no exception, as long as I can do what I like to please him, being his apprentice is not a trivial matter !"

"Your words are reasonable, but I have been in Yuze Mountain for so long and only know that Master Cheng Xian likes music, and Master Chang Xian is fond of jade. As for what this young master Jun likes, I really don't know."

Wen Xia put away her umbrella, stopped a few meters away from the crowd, and said, "He's a flower."

"Flower?" Everyone looked at him in surprise, "What kind of flower?"

Wen Xia whispered, "Muweihua."

Everyone was silent for a few breaths, and suddenly burst into laughter.

After laughing, someone said to Wen Xiayou: "Sijun, you have only come to Yuze Mountain for two days and you may not be very clear about the things in the door. This Mr. Miaoyinqing may like any flower, but alone does not like it." I will like Mouweihua."

Wen Xia asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"People outside don't know, can we still not know? Mr. Miaoyinqing moved all the Suowei flowers in the entire world of cultivating immortals to his Suqiantai more than 20 years ago, not because he loved the flowers, but because he hated poison Wen Yang, the former Young Lord of Mingqiu who died in the Yin River in the Battle of Huangji Mountain!"

"Everyone knows that the weak point of Wen Xia'er, the young master of Mingqiu back then, was the Mouwei flower. As long as Wen Xia'er was contaminated with a little bit of pollen from the Mouwei flower, he would be in great pain. One day, the devil will make a comeback and make preparations."

"That's right, that's what I heard too..."

Wen Xia's complexion was normal, but the knuckles holding the umbrella began to turn white.

After a long time, he turned and went back to the room, and said a few words in a steady tone: "It's a bunch of nonsense."