Fu Luan

After the foundation was established, Le Wuyan began to practice fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, doing nothing all day long.

Su Xiaofeng is still deserted, Xu Youming is a boring gourd, and all the little monsters are hiding on the mountainside and dare not come up, as for Qin Ziyu, that kid is busy practicing swords from morning to night, and Le Wuyan can't stand it for a day. Can't say a few words.

Le Wuyan fell down on the bamboo platform under the eaves, looked at the blue sky above his head, and sighed depressingly.

The door opened and closed behind him, Xu Youming stepped out and sat cross-legged beside him, his clothes hanging down naturally.Le Wuyan squinted, first saw a section of white robe, then raised his eyes, it was the profile of Master Xianzun's cold Ruyu.

"Don't the immortals need to practice?" Le Wuyan asked casually.

Xu Youming looked down at him: "Since you're bored, why don't you practice?"

Le Wuyan glanced away and said, "I don't want to go."

Xu Youming seemed to think deeply for a moment, and asked him, "Are you looking at the scenery?"

Le Wuyan nodded casually: "Ah."

He smiled again: "Is the Immortal Venerable curious, what's so good about lying down and looking at the scenery? Why don't you lie down and try?"

Seeing that Xu Youming's eyes did not move, Le Wuyan clicked his tongue: "Forget it, how could such a dignified and dignified person as Xianzun do such unpretentious things."

Xu Youming looked at him for a moment, then turned his gaze back, and sat quietly beside Le Wuyan, without saying a word.

Le Wuyan fell asleep under the rare bright sunlight at noon in autumn.

In a trance, he returned to the cave in Xiaoyao Xianshan, repeating the scene that appeared countless times in his dream.

Xu Youming stood in front of him, and Mingzhi sword was sharp and swift, picking off the righteous monks who were rushing towards him one by one. The tip of the sword was stained with blood, but it didn't stain the white robe on his body.

Someone was scolding bitterly, that person's eyes were cold, his expression was firm and unmoving, and there was only one sentence: "If he is a devil, so am I."

When I opened my eyes again, the sun had gone west.

Le Wuyan was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to see that Xu Youming was still sitting beside him, with his eyes closed as if he had already settled down, but when he heard some movement, he turned his eyes to him.

Le Wuyan laughed dryly: "How long have I been asleep?"

Xu Youming: "One hour."

Le Wuyan stretched his waist and sat up, not wanting to talk to the people around him. Seeing Qin Ziyu on the mountainside from a distance, who seemed to be going out, he called him.

Qin Ziyu came up and bowed to the two of them, Le Wuyan asked: "Where are you going, little Mudan?"

Qin Ziyu explained: "Go to Mingde Hall for class. The inner learning class for new disciples will start from yesterday for one hour a day. The elders in the sect will take turns to teach for a period of one month. All new disciples must be present and must not be absent. .”

As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Youming cautiously, and said again: "The first class yesterday was taught by the Immortal."

Le Wuyan turned around and asked Xu Youming, "When did you and Little Mudan go to class yesterday? Why don't I know?"

Xu Youming looked at him indifferently: "You were still dozing off when I went out."

Le Wuyan: "..."

Ok.

He asked again: "Can I go? I am also a new disciple, right? Why didn't you ask me to go?"

Xu Youming: "You are my Taoist companion, if you don't want to go, you don't have to go."

Le Wuyan thought for a while, he was bored anyway, so he jumped up: "I'll go with Little Mudan."

Xu Youming summoned two cranes and let them ride away together.

Seeing Le Wuyan lying on the crane's back and hugging the bird's neck, Xu Youming's eyes sank slightly: "Go early and come back early."

Le Wuyan waved his hand: "Immortal Venerable, go and do your work."

Mingde Hall is on another big peak near the main peak, where inner disciples study, and behind it there is a collection of books.

After landing, Le Wuyan looked around, and felt that the place was built magnificently, and at a glance, he could tell that it was an important place of the sect.

Qin Ziyu said with a look of yearning: "In addition to the sect's inner learning class, the powerful elders in the sect also often hold classes here alone. Every time, there are huge crowds of people, especially when the immortal gives a lecture, the people who listen to the lectures can line up from the top of the mountain to the mountain. In the end, some people even came to occupy a seat three or five days in advance."

Le Wuyan didn't believe it: "Is it true? Didn't you just join the sect? You haven't seen it before, are you exaggerating?"

Qin Ziyu said with a smile: "That's what they say. Anyone who listens to the study can understand the deep meaning in the words of the celestial venerable, and he will gain something. Listening to the celestial venerable's lecture is better than practicing in seclusion for three years."

Le Wuyan: "Oh."

The two of them walked into the main hall of Mingde Hall side by side, and from time to time there were all kinds of scrutinizing eyes from around.

One is the Taoist companion of the Immortal Venerable, and the other is a disciple of the Immortal Venerable, who attracts attention wherever he goes. Qin Ziyu is still a little uncomfortable, but Le Wuyan is still there, so he randomly finds a place and pulls Qin Ziyu to sit back and forth. Asked him: "What did the Immortal Master teach yesterday?"

Qin Ziyu: "The first class yesterday was all about the rules of the sect. Since the selection of the disciples this time is in charge of the Xianzun, he will explain it to everyone."

Le Wuyan thought to himself that it was a good thing he didn't come, otherwise he would have fallen asleep directly in class.

After saying a few words, the originally noisy classroom suddenly quieted down. The man who walked out of the inner hall with a straight face was today's teacher—Verun Taiyang, an elder in the early Mahayana period.

Le Wuyan glanced at this old man, who was thin and thin, with a ravine on his face. Judging from his appearance, he should have formed a pill after the age of 30, and his talent could only be considered mediocre. To be able to get to the current level of cultivation and status, I think he has some skills.

But seeing four or five disciples following behind him, all with haughty expressions, and dozens of servants, the scene is really grand.

Le Wuyan also saw a familiar face in it, it was Xiang Zhiyuan, who was also the disciple of Venerable Taiyang.

Le Wuyan frowned, ... I knew I wouldn't come, it's bad luck.

Venerable Taiyang glanced at the students in the hall indifferently, paused for a moment when his eyes fell on Le Wuyan, and then moved away again.

A group of new disciples stood up and saluted, Le Wuyan was reluctant and did it extraordinarily perfunctorily, without bending his waist, he cupped his hands and sat down again.

Xiang Zhiyuan was standing under Venerable Taiyang's left hand. Seeing this scene, he lowered his face and let out a cold snort.

The content of the subsequent lectures was all about the basics of qi refining. All the new disciples listened attentively, only Le Wuyan yawned several times.

He has already regretted it, and he would rather stare at Xu Youming's cold face in a daze, so as to come here and be tortured.

Venerable Taiyang glanced past Le Wuyan a few times, faintly unhappy. After reaching the stage of transformation, he has not experienced the attitude of being underestimated for thousands of years, but this kid in the foundation stage dared to do so.

But thinking of Xu Youming's protective attitude towards him as a Taoist companion that day in Tai Chi Hall, he could bear it again.

In the last two quarters of an hour, it was the in-class test. Venerable Tai Yang left first, leaving a few of his disciples to supervise the test.

Le Wuyan glanced at the exam papers in his hands, lacking in interest, he didn't even bother to pick up the pen, propped his head up and dozed off, and planned to hand in the blank papers in a while.

Until a loud noise woke him up, it was Xiang Zhiyuan who was standing by Qin Ziyu's table in front, holding down his exam paper with one hand, and asked him coldly: "Are you just peeking at the exam paper of the person in front? "

Qin Ziyu was startled, and subconsciously argued for herself: "I don't."

"I saw it with my own eyes, do you still dare to say?" Xiang Zhiyuan raised his voice, "The new disciple dared to openly cheat in the inner learning class, does the immortal know that you are such a corrupt and opportunistic person? Let me report the matter Master, if you report to the sect again, a person like you should be expelled from the sect!"

Qin Ziyu turned pale when he heard the words, and said anxiously: "I really didn't..."

"Which eye of yours saw him peeking at other people's exam papers," Le Wuyan interjected into his voice unhurriedly behind him, "There must be evidence for what you say, don't use chicken feathers as arrows here, and deliberately take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents."

Xiang Zhiyuan glared at him: "What do you mean?!"

"What do I mean it's difficult to understand?" Le Wuyan said with a smile, "I said you are jealous of Xiao Mudan being accepted as a disciple by the Immortal Venerable, and deliberately troubled him."

Xiang Zhiyuan: "You are talking nonsense!"

After this commotion, all the eyes in the hall were focused on them, Le Wuyan stood up, and casually nodded at the disciple sitting on Qin Ziyu's left: "Tell me, did you see Qin Ziyu reading other people's exam papers just now?"

The man seemed to be afraid of getting into trouble, so he shook his head quickly: "I have been answering the paper, and I didn't notice what he did."

Le Wuyan clicked on the person on the right again: "What about you?"

The man also said: "I didn't see anything."

After asking several times in a row, they all got the same answer. Le Wuyan glanced at Xiang Zhiyuan, who looked gloomy and still shouting, and turned to the other disciples of Venerable Taiyang who were present: "You guys also talk about it, Mr. You can't just listen to what this nephew Xiang said."

He said this on purpose to remind the crowd of his status as an immortal and Taoist companion.

Everyone here is Le Wuyan's nephew or grandnephew in terms of seniority, and they are more afraid to be presumptuous. The few people looked at each other, and asked Xiang Zhiyuan in embarrassment: "Little brother, did you really see him peeking at other people's exam papers? Maybe it was an accident?" Misunderstand……"

"Impossible!" Xiang Zhiyuan said firmly, "I saw it with my own eyes, and he did!"

Then he angrily scolded Le Wuyan: "It's you, as the Taoist companion of the immortal, who indiscriminately defends the disciples who have deficiencies in virtue. If this person does something in the future that will insult the lintel of the immortal, and destroy the immortal Your reputation deserves a lot!"

Qin Ziyu blushed anxiously: "I really didn't, you wronged me..."

Le Wuyan put one hand on his shoulder, beckoning him to be calm, and said sarcastically, "It's weird, you also know that I am a Taoist companion of the Immortal Venerable? If I don't protect his disciples for the Immortal Venerable, is it possible that I have to talk to outsiders? Splashing dirty water on his disciples at random?"

Xiang Zhiyuan sneered: "You were the one who pushed the immortal to accept him back then, right? Now you are defending him in every possible way. Only you know what you are thinking about. How does a person like you have the qualifications to be an immortal and Taoist companion?"

Le Wuyan seemed to have suddenly realized: "Let me tell you, it turns out that you are not only jealous of Little Peony, but also of me. I can understand that you want to join the sect of Xianzun as a disciple of Xianzun. Why are you jealous of me? You want to do it too. Immortal Venerable Taoist Companion?"

As soon as he said this, there were rustling discussions all around, and even Xiang Zhiyuan's brothers from the same school looked at him very delicately, hesitating to speak.

Xiang Zhiyuan blushed, and was publicly exposed by Le Wuyan that he wanted to join another school, and even had unreasonable thoughts about the immortal, but even if he did have such secret thoughts, he couldn't hold back on his face: "Don't talk nonsense! language……"

"You know if you're talking nonsense," Le Wuyan sneered, "I'm not interested in your dirty thoughts, but..."

He swiped at Zhiyuan up and down, and snorted: "As far as your honor is concerned, I advise you to save yourselves. Immortals look at your face. Besides, you should not have formed a pill yet, right? Lao Niu, don't try to eat tender meat." Don't be stupid, don't be 50 or [-] years old and you can't form a pill, your face is broken, stand in front of the immortal, and others will think you are the immortal's father."

"puff."

Some disciples couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Xiang Zhiyuan's face turned pale, his chest heaved continuously, and he was so angry that he could not utter a complete sentence: "You, you..."

Le Wuyan ignored him and motioned to Qin Ziyu: "Little Peony, let's go."

Throwing this sentence, he turned and left.

Before Qin Ziyu finished answering the examination paper, he hesitated for a moment, got up and followed.