The old Gong who died for the world is back

Xiao Youci looked carefully at the person in his arms, it was a small one with little strength, but he said boldly that he wanted to solve his own affairs by himself.

But the string in his heart suddenly loosened, and he slacked off, and fished the child into his arms: "Oh? How to solve it?"

The child bit his fingertips, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Youci was actually amused by him, his smile was very rare, not only Yan Tong in his arms raised his head, but Feng Langyue and Feng Langxing who were standing outside the door also turned their heads.

But Xiao Youci's smile was also very short, before the two people at the door saw clearly, his smile disappeared.

Only Yan Tong who was nestled in Xiao Youci's arms opened his eyes wide and said, "Master, you look so pretty when you smile."

Xiao Youci: "..."

He pushed Yan Tong away uncomfortably, a faint blush appeared behind his ears, and he coughed lightly: "Let me check your homework."

The teacher at the foot of the mountain was much more efficient at teaching than Xiao Youci. Yan Tong went down the mountain and learned a lot of words.

Xiao Youci realized it belatedly at this time. At the beginning, he couldn't learn it in school because he was stupid. Yan Tong couldn't learn it because he was too young and had no foundation at all, so he couldn't understand many things.

In the fifteen days at Qingzhu Academy, he has made rapid progress.

Ten years, for a cultivator, is fleeting. Xiao Youci counted on Yan Tong's ability to help him win the Qingjun Conference ten years later, so he was very anxious about his cultivation progress.

After resting for three days, Xiao Youci did not let Yan Tong idle for the other two days, except for the first day when he was confined to the woodshed of the Green Bamboo Academy.

He started with physical training, and after strengthening his body, he absorbed spiritual energy and forged his meridians.

Physical skills are the hardest, but basic skills are very important. Only with a solid foundation can you enter the country in the future to make rapid progress.

Yan Tong was practicing in the yard, while Xiao Youci leaned under the tree to watch. He held the hot tea that Feng Langyue sent him in his hand, but he didn't drink it. After a few minutes, the hot tea was completely cool, and the frost flowers hung on the On the wall of the cup, Xiao Youci didn't realize it, his eyes lazily fell on Yan Tong, as if he was looking at Yan Tong or someone else.

Yan Tong was stared at by him, not daring to relax at all.

He finished punching a set of punches in a decent manner, and then stood in the middle of the courtyard and took a horseback step as Xiao Youci ordered.

He is still young, these kung fu practices are crooked and very strenuous, his clothes are not thick, but in the wind and snow, he sweats a little.

Two days passed in a flash, and at dusk on the last day of the holiday, Feng Langyue sent Yan Tong down the mountain.

As soon as Yan Tong left, Xiao Youci locked himself in the room again, Feng Langyue and Feng Langxing didn't dare to disturb him, they were silent for fifteen days, when Yan Tong came back, he opened the door and went out.

This time, he taught Yan Tong some breathing methods, and asked him to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and refine his meridians before resting at night.

As expected of Yan Tong's body of pure spirit, he has a high degree of fusion with spiritual energy. When he came back on the third holiday, Xiao Youci saw that he had faint signs of Qi training.

On the fourth holiday, the master came up the mountain with Yan Tong—he came to sue.

It is said that Yan Tong has been arguing with the outer disciples in the academy for the past few days, and last night he stripped one of them naked and threw him into the firewood room, where he locked them up for a whole night.

Unfortunately, it has been snowing in Tianxuan Peak for the past few days, and when he was found out in the morning, he was already frozen into a human stick. It was Elder Zhu Rong who contributed his own melting fire pill to barely save the disciple's life.

However, the meridian was also frostbitten, and he could no longer practice. This morning, he was sent down the mountain.

The master spoke earnestly: "Although he is an outer disciple, he is also a member of the Linxian sect. His parents sent him up the mountain at a young age, but because of this kind of thing, he got access to the meridians. Not to mention cultivation, it is life in the future... …I will also become chilly and sick, if this spreads, how will others think of me at Linxianmen?"

"This kind of thing is really too sinister and hurts the harmony of nature."

Xiao Youci was sitting at the table, seemingly listening, but actually he was distracted and didn't know where he was going.

The master talked for a long time, but Xiao Youci didn't respond, so he stopped and called out, "Master, are you listening?"

Xiao Youci: "Huh? I'm listening."

The answer was thoughtless and without sincerity.

The master's face was ugly, and he wanted to say something, Feng Langyue came up beside him: "Master, it's getting late, you should go down the mountain."

Master: "..."

He didn't know if it was getting late or not, but Xiao Youci's determination to drive people away was very firm.

The master was invited down the mountain just like that, and the matter was left alone.

After the master left, Xiao Youci began to inquire about Yan Tong's homework and cultivation, without mentioning the outer disciple whose meridians were frostbitten.

In a flash, seven years have passed.

Xiao Youci's situation was up and down. Fortunately, there were no accidents in the past seven years, and he managed to survive safely. But what he couldn't understand was that the seal of Lingchuan disappeared seven years ago. After seven years, there is no news of the devil Ditian in the world.

He seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Even Jiang Zhiyan, who sealed Ditian, seemed to have disappeared.

Yan Tong studied in Qingzhu Academy for four years. When he went there, he was Xiao Youci's ignorant disciple. The students and masters in the academy didn't pay attention to him. When he left, he became a genius. Not only has his cultivation advanced rapidly, but his knowledge has also been excellent.

He wrote a good article, and the master asked him many times if he would like to go down the mountain to assist the royal family in governing the world.

They were all declined by Yan Tong.

At the age of 12, he proposed to Xiao Youci to go down the mountain for training.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhiyan also left the mountain at the age of 12.

Yan Tong said this to Xiao Youci, Xiao Youci was silent for a long time, and finally agreed.

The apprentice learns quickly, he should be happy.

Just told him that Qingjun must come back before the meeting.

Yan Tong, who has been an apprentice for seven years, naturally understands what the Qingjun Conference means, and after carefully agreeing to Xiao Youci's request, he went down the mountain.

When Yan Tong came down from the mountain, Xiao Youci announced his retreat, and he didn't leave the retreat for two full years.

Two years passed with a snap of the fingers.

……

The world is full of fragrance in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. [note 1]

The peach blossoms in Tianxuan Peak bloom later than the peach blossoms in the mountain temples. The fine snow flutters down until May, it clears up for a month, and warms up for a month. Finally, in midsummer, the peach blossoms bloom.

In July, the only peach tree in the small courtyard of Tianxuan Peak was full of flowers. The breeze blew, and the petals fell to the ground.

The scenery was so beautiful that even Feng Langyue couldn't bear to destroy it, so he was lazy for two days and didn't sweep the floor.

He and his elder brother Feng Lang Xingyi were lazily looking at the flowers on the porch, and suddenly remembered something: "Is Yan Tong coming back today?"

Feng Langxing thought about it carefully, and said in a low voice: "Yes, Master also said, leave the customs today."

A month ago, Yan Tong sent someone to send the news, saying that he came back today, Feng Langyue dutifully delivered the news to Xiao Youci's retreat cave, but Xiao Youci didn't come out, only passed on the news, Said to be leaving today.

He also told Yan Tong to go see him as soon as he came back.

Feng Langyue naturally told them all, he was afraid of Xiao Youci, and he didn't dare to miss a word of Xiao Youci's orders.

But it's already noon, why hasn't Yan Tong gone up the mountain yet?

Feng Langyue wanted to get up to take a look, but was held down by Feng Langxing.

He lowered his head: "What does it have to do with you?"

Feng Langyue thought about it, yes, Yan Tong lost his mind in the world of mortals at the foot of the mountain, and forgot the day when he returned to the sect, could he still go down the mountain to find him?

Don't say that you can't go down the mountain without the teacher's order, even if you can go down, he won't go.

So he lay back again.

But things were not as Feng Langyue thought.

Early in the morning, Yan Tong came back.

It's a pity that when he returned the birth certificate, he was stumbled.

He originally went alone for this downhill training, but when Yan Tong decided to return to the sect a month ago, he met fellow disciples who also went down the mountain for training—they walked together, there were men and women, a total of eight people.

But they were in danger in a remote town, Yan Tong helped them and got acquainted with them.

These people are all direct disciples of the peak masters or elders of each peak. They have never been to Qingzhu Academy, and they only heard about Yan Tong, but never met.

Different from the malice of the outer disciples, these direct disciples are mostly curious about Yan Tong, and after seeing him with their own eyes, they feel sorry for him.

Xiao Youci's reputation for not doing business has been around for a long time. Everyone saw that Yan Tong was a pure spirit, and felt that his aptitude was buried under Xiao Youci's hands. The warm and moist air became more and more obvious.

Those personal disciples looked at him and felt that he was very similar to the former chief disciple who was rumored to have been framed and sacrificed by the head of the sect. He was young, gifted with extraordinary talent, his cultivation had advanced very quickly, and he had a gentle personality. When getting along with him, It always makes people feel like spring breeze.

What's more, Yan Tong is their savior.

They couldn't think of a better word to describe Yan Tong, and they were even more reluctant to let Yan Tong go to the cold Tianxuan Peak to meet the head of the villain.

So, he took Yan Tong to visit his own peak.

Although Linxian Sect is a sect, the seven peaks have their own internal autonomy, and the peak master has a lot of power. It is usually fine, and the disciples on each peak will not visit each other.

Yan Tong's kindness was hard to turn down, so he followed him to be a guest. After all this trouble, it was an hour too late.

By the time he got rid of these fellow disciples and finally went up the mountain, it was already dark.

Yan Tong was exhausted, dealing with these colleagues was more tiring than fighting hundreds of monsters.

When he returned to the top of Tianxuan Peak, Feng Langyue and Feng Langxing had already fallen asleep, the moonlight in the small courtyard was like water, shining on the fallen flowers on the ground, and the surroundings were too quiet.

Yan Tong sighed, Feng Langyue had told him earlier that Xiao Youci was in seclusion, so he must have not left the seclusion at this moment.

After thinking about it, he turned his footsteps and headed for the back mountain.

The path in the back mountain is still winding like that, with unknown little flowers blooming on both sides of the path—the spring on Tianxuan Peak is too short, so short that Yan Tong feels strange every time he looks at it, and can't help but take a second look.

But today, this path is a little different.

Because there is a person standing beside the path.

He was dressed in white and stood beside a cluster of small flowers. The soft tulle hung over the flowers, making the delicate petals slightly messy.

The owner in white was thinner than two years ago, and his complexion was still so white. Under the moonlight, he looked like a statue carved from jade.

But his facial features are beautiful, standing there, like a sword drawn out of its sheath, as if ready to cut someone's throat at any time - in the simple elegance, there is an extra coldness.

White, cold, light.

This is Xiao Youci.

Yan Tong didn't expect Xiao Youci to wait for him by the side of the road in person, he was flattered, but a little panicked.

His master has a bad temper.