Mozun's apprentice is wrong

The Immortal Head of the Righteous Way often lives in high mountains and clouds, and his appearance is rarely known to outsiders.

But Bai Jingxuan is different, because the golden leaf between his eyebrows is too famous, and half of the books in the world are written about him, so even if no one knows the details of his appearance, one only needs to see the golden leaf to know that he is a god. .

So the deeds of the Tianzun drunken Yanchun Tower spread all over the streets and alleys in an instant.

Inside the Yanchun Tower, everyone gathered in front of Bai Jingxuan's soft seat, looking at each other and looking at you, all at a loss.No one dared to tamper with Tianzun.

Until a strong aura hit, everyone was shocked.

The figure came to the side of the soft seat, and when everyone saw several demon disciples standing behind him, they were so frightened that they made way for a passage.

When the visitor saw the unconscious Bai Jingxuan, his scarlet pupils showed a trace of dissatisfaction at first, and then turned into a puddle of soft water.

It was seen that he gently hugged Bai Jingxuan horizontally, and then tightened it in his arms.

His gaze fell on the sleeping face of the person in his arms, and then he walked out the door without saying a word.

It wasn't until the figure and her entourage had gone away that the purple-shirted woman recovered from the shock, pointed to the far away figure and said: "That is... from Beichen Hall..."

The eyes that couldn't hide their love just now were also captured by the two women, and they all involuntarily covered their mouths, their gazes were full of shock and ecstasy.

Bai Jingxuan returned to the golden formation again, and the figures in the formation were outlined by the dazzling light as a blurred outline. He tried to see clearly, then took a few steps forward, and slowly stepped into the formation.

A person sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and the huge and complex formation swirled under his body, emitting a dazzling light.

Maybe it was because of the dream, the face was a little blurry, Bai Jingxuan involuntarily approached, stretched out his hand, trying to touch that face.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and in the blurred vision, a pair of scarlet pupils clearly appeared.

Bai Jingxuan gasped in disbelief, and backed away in shock.

Those pupils were exactly the same as Lin Yuyang.

He heard his voice tremblingly shouting: "Zhaoyang...no!"

A voice lingered intermittently in my ears, "...Only in this way..."

The formation was getting brighter and brighter, and a sharp and ear-piercing hum almost pierced through the eardrums. He subconsciously covered his ears, but saw the figure in the formation suddenly dissipate into star fragments.

The inexplicable heartache held him hostage, smashing his heart like a thousand knives.

He felt a tight pain in his chest, and he could hardly breathe.

"No!" He snorted, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw that he was lying on a gorgeous bed.

The sky was already bright, and the touch of silky satin came from his fingertips. He lifted his heavy eyelids slightly, and in front of him was a gorgeous high bed soft pillow and a gold silk satin curtain. The overflowing aura of wealth declared that this was not his Qingxuan Palace.

A heavy feeling came from the waist, as if being strangled by something.

He stroked his waist, but felt a pair of arms, and his heart skipped a beat.

There was a sound of even breathing behind him, his heart tightened, and he struggled to get up, but he felt those arms hugging him tighter.

He turned around and saw a familiar handsome face, and was stunned.

Looking down, the other party is still wearing a black coat, but he is only wearing a coat, covered with a soft quilt, and Lin Yuyang hugs him tightly through the quilt.

He raised his forehead and let out a hiss, frowned in doubt, thinking what happened last night?Why would he sleep with this kid?

What is going on?

He tried hard to remember, and remembered that he entered a tall building, and then... drank two glasses of Lihuabai.

he was drunk?

Impossible, isn't that a fruit drink?

Sensing the movement in his arms, Lin Yuyang moved his eyelids, then opened his eyes slightly, and saw him chuckle, "Master, you are awake."

Bai Jingxuan's face darkened, "What's going on? Why are you here?"

But Lin Yuyang looked at him with interest, "This is the disciple's bedroom, I'm not here, where should I be?"

"The meaning of being a teacher is..." Before Bai Jingxuan finished speaking, he felt his waist being hugged tightly again, and his deep and pleasant voice came to his ears, "Why are you panicking, Master? The disciple didn't do anything .”

Bai Jingxuan couldn't understand what he said, didn't he do anything?What else do you want to do?

"Relax." He said coldly.

But Lin Yuyang's lips were slightly raised, and he spread his hands and said softly with an innocent face: "Last night, it was clear that the master held onto the disciple's clothes and refused to let me go."

Bai Jingxuan was slightly stunned, and lowered his voice, "Nonsense."

The other party was noncommittal, and stretched out his arms in front of him, "Here, your sleeves are all crumpled by you."

He looked at the wrinkled satin of the cuffs, which indeed looked like marks left after clenched tightly.

Is it because of the dream he had?

He was a little dissatisfied, pushed the other party away and said: "What happened last night? Why am I in your bedroom?"

Lin Yuyang's eyes swept across his cheeks, and then he stood up and straightened his clothes with a smile, and said disapprovingly: "Master, you passed out drunk in Yanchun Tower, and it was my disciple who brought you back. If you don't sleep in the bedroom, where do you want to sleep? "

"But..." Bai Jingxuan always felt that something was wrong. Although he occupied the disciple's bed, since he knew what this kid was thinking, he instinctively resisted getting close to him.

The other party continued: "The master held the disciple tightly last night, and the disciple couldn't bear to disturb the master's clear dream, so he had to share the bed with the master.

As he spoke, he smiled amusedly, "It's just that this disciple doesn't know that Master also likes Fireworks and Willow Lane, so much so that he doesn't think about it."

"What are you talking about? What fireworks willow lane?"

As soon as he said this sentence, he saw Lin Yuyang bowed slightly, put his face very close, and said slowly in a low voice: "Does Master know where Yanchun Tower is?"

He was seen to retreat involuntarily, "Where?"

Isn't it a place to drink tea and listen to music?

I saw a strange arc of light flashed in the pupils of the other party, and he stood up with some dissatisfaction and said: "In short, Master, from now on, don't go to such places, it will damage your reputation."

As he spoke, he waved to the attendant, and someone came to the couch with his clothes on his hands.

"If you want to listen to music, it's the same here. I can call the best famous actors in the city."

Lin Yuyang helped Bai Jingxuan onto the bed, and dressed him, all movements were the same as when he was in Qingxuan Hall.

"Who said you have to listen to music as a teacher?" He naturally passed through the sleeves handed over by the other party, while dissatisfied.

"Master... Did you hear the joke sung last night?" Lin Yuyang suddenly said this.

Bai Jingxuan shook his head, "I don't really understand."

At this time, the other party took the belt and tied it around his waist, then looked at him with blurred eyes, and whispered in his ear: "It's a pity."

After leaving such a nonsensical remark, before he could ask, Lin Yuyang handed over the facecloth, "I'm busy with trivial matters these days, so I can't spend more time with Master." He was about to leave.

"Wait." His face darkened, seeing the other party's questioning gaze, he hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Don't you have anything to explain to me?"

"Explain what?"

He glanced at his apprentice in disbelief, raised his arm and pointed to the room, "We are at Minglu Pavilion?"

Seeing the other party nod for granted, he widened his eyes, "Master, why did you ever teach you to be so ambitious?"

"Ambition?" Lin Yuyang's eyes flickered with disbelief at first, then he lowered his head and sneered twice, "It seems that in the eyes of Master, this disciple is actually a person who is greedy for power."

"Isn't it?" Bai Jingxuan's voice deepened, and his tone was full of disappointment, "Otherwise, what do you intend to do? Annexing the sect is a big taboo, and the Huawei sect is one of the three sects, so don't worry about it." Immortal gate backlash?"

Lin Yuyang said in a very cold and low voice: "The disciple said that whoever wants to harm the master deserves to die."

"But you..." He was about to reprimand him.

But the other party turned around, stretched his arms and pointed into the hall, "Master, look, this magnificent palace is full of people's fat and anointing, what qualifications does Huawei Sect have to be among the three sects?"

"Without me, they will one day be swallowed up by the people's wrath."

Lin Yuyang approached again as he spoke, stretched out his hand to caress his side face and said: "Master, don't worry, disciples have their own measure."

Bai Jingxuan was slightly stunned. Indeed, what he had seen and heard along the way told him that the demise of Huawei Sect was what the people wanted and was inevitable, but it was Lin Yuyang who did it, which made him worry.

If the other party acts like this, it will definitely offend the public. Even if the immortal sects in the world surrender temporarily because of fear, they will attack together one day.

At this time, someone outside the door communicated: "Master Gu, the Canghai Sect sent people here."

The corners of Lin Yuyang's lips raised slightly, and he said to him, "I still have important matters to attend to, so I won't be with Master."

Then he left with the guards.

He was pacing back and forth in the hall, after much deliberation, he felt that he couldn't just let it go, and was about to chase him out, but was stopped by a guard.

"Tianzun, the owner of the valley has been busy with trivial matters recently. If you have any orders, just tell me and wait."

Bai Jingxuan frowned and looked at the direction where Lin Yuyang was going away. Seeing that the figure had disappeared, he suppressed his worries for a while and said in a deep voice, "No need."

With a sullen face, he looked back at the resplendent and resplendent dormitory, and immediately found it dazzling. He didn't like this kind of decoration, and he didn't want to stay any longer, so he simply paced out.

The Huawei Sect is full of wealth and nobility everywhere. The roof of the hall is made of golden glazed tiles, the door of the hall is painted with red lacquer, and the window paper is made of high-quality moonlight paper. All the utensils in the hall reflect the temperament of a wealthy party.

Walking along the way, he saw people busy. The masons climbed to the top of the temple and removed the golden tiles. The painter adjusted the color and painted the vermilion door frame with a layer of gray. It seemed that the entire mountain gate was being renovated.

Unknowingly, he came to the mountain gate, and heard noises from a distance.

"Keep to the left... yes, higher."

It was Chi Wenyue's voice.

He stepped forward in doubt, and saw that the plaque of "Huaweizong" had been dismantled on the ground, and it had been broken into several pieces. Two disciples climbed up the high archway, slowly raised the three characters "Beichen Temple", and placed it in the pool. Under Wen Yue's command, the angle was gradually adjusted.

When Chi Wenyue saw him coming, he bowed respectfully and said to Heavenly Venerable.

The millennium Huawei Sect has been destroyed since then, and Bai Jingxuan felt a little emotion in his heart.

At that time, the ancestors of Huaweizong cut down Mishan and widened the river with one blow, so that the people along the coast were protected from floods.

The immortal sect that benefited one side, but now it is causing harm to the common people, is finally destroyed tragically.

I don't know what their ancestor Quanxia Youzhi would think.

While he was feeling emotional, he looked at the three big characters of Beichen Hall, which were shining golden, and felt a little familiar.

After a while, I realized that this is Lin Yuyang's handwriting, which is powerful and imposing.

He read it silently, and then said to himself: "Why did you choose this name?"

Chi Wenyue laughed when he heard the words: "I know, the owner of the valley said that it means the place of stars in the north."

Bai Jingxuan groaned, but didn't take it to heart. Seeing that he didn't understand, Chi Wenyue cleared his throat and said, "The owner of the valley said that the stars in the north are where his heart lies." The second half of the sentence also emphasized tone.

Seeing that he was still blinking in confusion, Chi Wen became more anxious, and said with a hilarious voice: "Bei Mingzhe, the land of the extreme north." The ending of this sentence was accentuated, and he looked at him as a signal.

He finally realized that Bei Ming was his title, and he was the North.

After he figured it out, his expression froze slightly. Although his face remained jade white, a thin layer of red had already climbed onto the earrings.

He glanced at Chi Wenyue helplessly, his heart was pounding suddenly, he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

I had to force myself to say calmly: "Understood."

As he spoke, he hesitated for a while, and said, "You guys are busy." Then he strode towards the main hall.

Chi Wenyue looked at his calm but vaguely flustered footsteps, covered his mouth and smiled.

The sleeping hall was not far from the main hall. He was about to go back to his room when he saw a few monks in uniforms of the Canghai clan exiting the hall from a distance. They looked respectful and could even be said to be a little frightened.

Until the visitor retreated dejectedly, he saw Lin Yuyang pacing out of the hall, his tall and straight figure seemed quite majestic in front of the huge hall gate.

The other party seemed to have seen him from afar, and he gave him a smile. He paused slightly, thinking of the origin of Beichen Palace that Chi Wenyue had just said, his heart beat faster, he pretended to be calm, and walked back without seeing him .

He completely forgot his purpose here.

But a gust of wind blew past, and he felt a breath appearing behind him.

He took a deep breath, and was about to step into the hall, when he heard a voice behind him saying: "Why is Master always avoiding me?"

"You think too much." He said without looking back.

But the other party took his arm and turned him around, looking eagerly: "No?"

A pair of scarlet pupils looked at him, gradually overlapping with the figure in the dream, and his doubts became more and more intense. He wondered who you are, and why did that figure in the dream have the same red eyes as you?

When facing Lin Yuyang, he always had palpitations, especially after the gradually stronger dream.

Seeing his hesitant gaze, Lin Yuyang smiled lightly, and hugged him into his arms, "Master, don't run away, okay?"

Even the voice completely overlapped with the voice of the person in the dream, and he was almost unable to distinguish it.

Do I know you?

He pushed the other side away lightly, countless questions came to his mind, he called out the name tentatively, "Zhaoyang..." while observing the other side's reaction.

"What?" Lin Yuyang was a little confused.

Seeing that the other party's reaction was obviously never heard before, Bai Jingxuan was obviously disappointed, and sighed, "It's nothing."

He wanted to leave, but was held tightly by Lin Yuyang, and he asked with scrutiny: "The two words Master said just now, I have heard Master mention it before, is it related to your heart disease?"

He shook his head, "It's not a serious problem." He glanced at the crack in the sky that seemed to have widened again and said, "It's just that I have some doubts."

He has begun to doubt himself.

If there is no memory loss, then he has fallen into some kind of magic barrier, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to explain these inexplicable dreams that are indistinguishable from reality.

In addition, every time he faced Lin Yuyang, his mentality was unstable.

What Tu Yun said before echoed repeatedly in his mind, why did he have to completely wake up Lin Yuyang?It sounded inexplicable at the time, but now he has a bad guess.

The more he thought about it, the more he got a headache, and then he felt dizzy.

He gritted his teeth and endured, but Lin Yuyang noticed his strangeness, and said anxiously: "Master, did you fall ill again?"

He shook his head, gently pushed the other side away and said, "No problem."

But his feet were almost unsteady.

Lin Yuyang supported his body that was about to collapse, and hugged him tightly, "Master, I will take you back to your room." He picked him up and went into the hall.

Bai Jingxuan sighed, and said in a daze, "I don't like this place."

Lin Yuyang's footsteps faltered, and he smiled lightly, "I know, after I finish these trivial matters, let's go back to Youlan Valley, okay?"

His brain couldn't think anymore, he nodded slowly when he heard the word Youlan Valley, and then fell into a deep sleep.

He slept longer and longer every day, and it was already noon when he woke up again. He remembered that he woke up at a clear time and took a walk, and then fell asleep again inexplicably, until now.

He was a little uneasy.

If even he himself does not understand the cause of the disease, then no one in this world can help him.

The confusion about Lin Yuyang's life experience has always troubled him. He thought that to solve the mystery, he should find clues from the other party, but the successive dreams clearly declared that maybe the truth was hidden in his own mind.

He tried again to explore the dream through meditation, but after many times, there was no more information except that the picture became clearer.

His premonition is getting worse and worse. Although he is immortal, this body is not.

It's time to plan ahead.

At this time, he heard Lin Yuyang's voice from the living room: "They handled it so simply." He sneered, "I really don't know whether to praise them for their understanding of current affairs, or call them cowards."

He searched for the sound, bypassed several side doors and screens, and came to the living room.

Seeing him appear, Lin Yuyang said happily, "Master, you are awake, are you feeling better?"

Bai Jingxuan nodded, saw Chi Wenyue at the side, and asked in confusion, "What were you talking about just now?"

"They're talking about Canghaizong." Lin Yuyang said coldly: "They pulled out the elder and a group of disciples who conspired with Wen Ziyu to frame me back then to take the blame, and vowed to submit to Beichen Palace forever."

He looked at him and said, "Master, look, this is the Righteous Immortal Gate."

Bai Jingxuan looked at the apprentice in front of him who was completely independent and could even be said to call the wind and rain, and began to suspect that he might not be able to change the other party's mind no matter what.

But look at the actions of the disciples of Beichen Palace and their kindness towards the people of Ningyuan City.It cannot be said that the other party is completely wrong. Could it be that he is too persistent?

He sighed, "I can't control you as a teacher, but I advise you to stop here. Otherwise, everyone in the immortal sect will be in danger. One day, the whole world will be against you. At that time, are you going to kill everyone in the world?"

At that time, what should he do?

The disappointment and worry in his eyes were caught by Lin Yuyang, only to see the other party's starry eyes lit up, and he approached a few steps, "Master, is this a worried disciple? I'm so happy."

He was about to give up changing the other party's mind, and was about to turn around and leave, but was grabbed by the wrist.

He was wondering, but in the next second, he was hugged tightly by a pair of arms, "Master, I promise you, I will stop here and not touch other sects again, can you rest assured?"

Hearing this sentence, he was finally relieved, a slight breathing sound came from his ears, and the arms around his waist were tightened again.

Looking over Lin Yuyang's shoulder, he caught a glimpse of the guards headed by Chi Wenyue looking away.

Why is it always like this?The situation always develops to the point of cuddling inadvertently?

Still in front of his subordinates?

So he frowned slightly, pushed the other party away and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Feeling uncomfortable all over, he turned his head and went out of the hall.

Lin Yuyang looked at the white figure in the distance, and behind him came Chi Wenyue's low laughter that he had forbeared for a long time.

His lip line slightly raised, "Next time, turn around."

"Yes!"

Bai Jingxuan was in a complicated mood and was hesitating whether to leave this place. When he passed by the main hall, he saw a painter working meticulously. After working for half a day, the vermilion door of the main hall had been completely painted gray-blue.

After the doors and windows were completed, the painter moved the ladder and placed it next to the outer column. He carefully carried the paint bucket while climbing, but he didn't want his feet to slip.

Seeing that the green lacquer is about to spill all over the ground, the picture freezes on the panicked expression of the painter.

In the blink of an eye, before the painter could understand what had happened, the paint bucket fell to the ground steadily, and all the green paint fell back into the bucket.

He was taken aback, but saw the breeze blowing by, the hem of his clothes being blown into sight, and a man in white shirt who looked like an exiled immortal was floating in front of him, he reacted, hurriedly climbed down the ladder, bowed and said: " Thanks to this fairy official."

Bai Jingxuan showed a trace of doubt, there are very few mortals who can enter the fairy gate who do not recognize him.

"You... are not from here?"

The painter scratched his head, "No, I heard that the wages for working here are high, so I came here to try my luck, but I didn't expect to come in here." He said with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid of this place?"

Outside Youlan Valley, the reputation of Beichen Palace has long been rumored by interested people as a hell-like existence.

"I was afraid at the beginning." The painter said: "In the beginning when they recruited craftsmen, few people dared to come. Those who dared to go were forced to take the risk by life, but later found that the few who went got enough money every day. Satisfied with his work, he went down the mountain, and went early the next morning, so everyone was relieved, for fear of being robbed, they would crowd to the mountain gate to try their luck."

"Fortunately, there aren't many good painters in Ningyuan City." The painter said with some pride, "otherwise I wouldn't be able to get such a good job."

As he spoke, he compared the numbers, "Ten spirit stones a day, where can I find such a high salary? Back then, the Huawei Sect didn't give money, and those who didn't make enough for the offerings would be arrested and served in the military service!"

Bai Jingxuan nodded when he heard the words, hesitated for a moment and then asked: "You... the people of Ningyuan City, how do you think of Beichen Hall?"

The lacquerer looked embarrassed, "I can't say that, but don't we ordinary people just try to make a living? At least now, it seems that they are much better than the Huawei Sect back then. As for other things, I don't understand, I am just a lacquerer." He said with a grin.

Seeing the painter's satisfied expression, he suddenly felt relieved.

The common people don't care about Momen, and even tend to support it more and more. What is he obsessed with?

Forget it, let him go.

Thinking so, he glanced back at the palace gate, then made up his mind, flew high into the sky, and disappeared into the sky as a ray of sick light.

The author has something to say: Author: Return to the Place of Stars in the North~~~ Hiss!Numb scalp~~~

How did I write this shit

Lin: Very good~ I like it

Bai: (red face)