[Comprehensive] The Birth of the Dramatist

It was time for class, and Runyu was already ready to sit upright in the study room. When the light at the door dimmed, a visitor walked slowly into the room, followed by two maids.

Runyu was a little surprised, "Why is mother here?"

"Of course I will teach you." Xiao Nuo replied, "From now on, I will take all your classes."

"Really?" Runyu was overjoyed, which meant that he could learn more advanced spells.

But soon, his joy was in vain.

The maid took away the files and placed flowers, flower pouches, scissors, and water cups on the low table one by one. Xiao Nuo sat in front of the low table, brushed off his long sleeves, revealing his pure white wrists, and picked a few flower branches with his slender hands. , Trim and trim, and gradually put into the flower sac.

But in a short time, the first-class flowers and trees have taken shape.

Flower art has a long history, and the ancients have long been "expressing love with flowers, expressing ambition through flowers."

Flowers are taken from nature, with colorful shapes and rich colors, all of which are the result of the interaction of yin and yang and five elements.

Letting Runyu learn flower art is not only a cultivation of his body and mind, but also a tempering of his mind.

Time passed slowly at the beginning, but then it became faster and faster. When Runyu came back to her senses, a hundred years had passed.

During this period, he learned a lot, and at the same time found that he would not know more.Because there is no reference, he doesn't know where he is now.

A few wisps of light smoke drifted past, and the scene has turned to the bottom of the weak water lake, surrounded by water plants, and the ground is as smooth as a mirror.

Xiao Qinglong was already waiting for him.

The last time they practiced water control in the Wangchuan River full of darkness, the last time they practiced sex in the Samadhi True Fire, and this time they practiced escape.

Runyu is talented and intelligent, and can often draw inferences from one instance to another, and the little escapism is no longer difficult for him, but Xiao Qinglong teaches seriously, but he is a little absent-minded.

"Can this escape technique pass through the enchantment of the canopy?"

"No."

"Then what's the use of learning it?" Runyu didn't hide his distaste at all, "I already know how to bridge clouds and soar, so what's the point of learning this escapism?"

"Of course it's different."

"What's different? Could it be because its path is underground?"

"There are always some places where the soaring technique cannot be used, such as in the water."

It's fine if the lady doesn't teach him the spells, but now even Xiao Qinglong is perfunctory to him, the more Runyu thinks about it, the more angry she gets, she just flicked her sleeves and sat down on the ground in a fit of anger.

Xiao Qinglong seemed to be familiar with his sudden temper tantrums. He was not very old, but he had to pretend to be innocent in front of Xian Nuo every day.

Xiao Qinglong stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I dreamed about my mother last night." Runyu covered her face, her voice was crying, "I dreamed that she was beheaded, there was a lot of blood... I tried my best to pull the rope, but I couldn't pull it. I keep yelling if anyone will help me, although there are people around, but no one is willing to help..."

The same thing, he would never say it in front of Xiao Nuo, neither could Mu Ci.If there is no little green dragon, he will hold back until it explodes.

"Come on, I'll take you to a place."

With a flick of its long tail, the little green dragon's figure magnifies several times, with horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, claws like an eagle, a beard by its mouth, a pearl under its jaw, and 81 scales on its back, with the number nine to nine.

Qinglong, also the spirit of the Four Saints, represents the East, also known as the Canglong.

Runyu climbed onto the body of the dragon and rode out on the neck.Canglong roared and rushed out of the weak water.

The rapid wind was afraid of hitting Runyu's face, Xue Yinggong retreated quickly, and after a while, Zhong Shan disappeared.

After being silent for a hundred years, when she finally saw this vast world again, Runyu felt her heart surging, as if she was in the midst of a stormy sea, every breath was so thrilling.

He has never experienced the extreme experience brought by power so profoundly like now.

For the first time, he was proud of his parentage.

Dongting Lake will arrive soon, and it is a joyful thing to revisit the old place, but it is a pity that things are different, and today's Dongting Lake is an indelible scar for Runyu.

Because of the Tuyao incident, Dongting Lake was also punished, and tens of thousands of aquariums were all executed. Today, there is only a pool of stagnant water in Dongting Lake.

Canglong swung its long tail, and a passage was opened in the dark water. Canglong landed by the lake, handed out a dragon scale to Runyu, "I'll be on the shore, remember to call me if you need anything."

Runyu walked slowly into the lake along the corridor. Along the way, animal skeletons can be seen everywhere. They are white, usually exposed outside, and usually buried in the soil.Further down, I saw a patch of weeds blocking the way, and a mansion could be seen in the distance, but the plaque that was originally hung on it had long since disappeared.

Years of uninhabited people have made Dongting Mansion more humid and colder. The stone steps and corridors of Runyu Memory are covered with a thick layer of moss. The originally elegant curtains have long been damaged and blended with the moss.

Runyu took a deep breath, suppressed the churning emotions in her heart, and groped inside and out, as if she wanted to find something related to Suli.

What happened back then was too disturbing, even though a hundred years had passed, he still didn't dare to stay longer, found a piece of jasper seashell and left the cave.

But he was still too late, there was already a person standing in front of the cave at this moment, it was the current Emperor of Heaven—Taiwei.

Taiwei didn't seem to expect that it was a child, he couldn't help being a little surprised, what he saw in the binoculars earlier was clearly a black dragon.

"Which family are you from? Why did you come here?"

Taiwei doesn't recognize Runyu, but Runyu always remembers him, and remembers the word "kill" that came out of his mouth back then.

"I'm lost, just walk around..." His mind is in a mess now, he can't speak intelligibly, and he is pinching the dark green dragon scales with his hands hidden in his wide sleeves. Calling the little green dragon.

Taiwei is so old-fashioned, so he naturally saw Runyu's strangeness, so he asked: "Can you see a big blue dragon? Where is he?"

"I saw it." Runyu rolled her eyes and pointed in a random direction, "He went there."

Taiwei looked along the trend, only saw a cliff, and then came to his senses, the child had disappeared.

Left and right are just two breaths of effort, and Runyu is a child who has just turned a hundred years old. No matter how talented he is, he is no match for Taiwei. Taking the airs of the Emperor of Heaven, he didn't want to fight with a child, so he created a spirit-binding array to deal with him.

The formation was activated, and there were many golden threads in the formation, binding Runyu's whole body. The golden threads became tighter and tighter, and blood slowly overflowed.He only felt cold and painful, his bones seemed to be broken, and the Heavenly Emperor standing outside the formation looked down on him with a lofty attitude from beginning to end, as if he was just an insignificant ant.

Runyu felt angry in his heart, why can he control his life and death?

Not long after, Runyu finally exhausted herself and showed her original body.

Taiwei let out a somewhat surprised "Huh", this "Huh" was not accidental because of Runyu's identity, but because it was an accident that his cultivation had increased so much in just a hundred years, even with a cultivation of a thousand years It may not be able to survive a quarter of an hour in the formation.

At the very moment, the Canglong descended from the sky, bit off the golden thread binding Runyu, protected it behind his back, turned around and questioned Taiwei, "The Emperor of Heaven is really good, he won't let go of his own flesh and blood!"

Hearing this, Runyu's blood seemed to freeze all over.

His father killed his mother, and now he wants to kill him!

Tai Wei snorted coldly, with sharp eyes, "So what if you know? So what if you don't know? None of you can leave today."

After all, a golden long sword came from the sky, it was the most precious treasure in the heavens that could kill gods and Buddhas—the Scarlet Heaven Sword.

Canglong turned around and blew a breath, a thick fog enveloped Runyu, and Runyu lost consciousness immediately.

This day is the fifteenth day of the first month of the lunar calendar, and ordinary people are celebrating the Shangyuan Festival lively.

Runyu was walking down the street in a daze. He was dressed in extraordinary clothes and looked really handsome. Walking on the street full of people, he was naturally eye-catching, but the blood stains all over his body were really an eyesore. Someone came up to him and asked him if he needed help. It didn't stop, as if he didn't hear anyone talking to him at all, people can only guess what this young man in the gold and jade bushes has experienced not long ago by imagination.

There are lanterns and festoons everywhere on the street, and people have smiles on their faces. They enjoy the lanterns with a smile, eat glutinous rice balls with a smile, guess lantern riddles with a smile, and set off fireworks with a smile.Today is destined to be a carefree day.People were laughing heartily, no one noticed Runyu, and no one cared about his mood.

He didn't know how long he walked until he was stopped by a person.

No matter how calm and indifferent he was before, even when he heard that he was the son of Taiwei, he was only surprised.But at the moment when he saw the person coming, he couldn't care less about anything, and plunged into the gentle embrace full of fragrance, letting his tears flow freely.

Xiao Nuo looked down at the child who was hugging him, stroked his head with pity, then knelt down and took him into his arms.

Su Hexiang was already lit in the room, Xiao Nuo personally helped Runyu take a bath, applied medicine, and changed into the new clothes she had just made for him not long ago, then took him to sit in front of the mirror and tied his hair.

Throughout the whole process, Runyu didn't say a word. Until then, he said: "Mother, I'm sorry! I will obediently listen to you in the future, and never leave Zhongshan again."

His hair is thin and soft, like satin, Xiao Nuo took the agarwood comb with osmanthus oil and carefully combed it over and over again.

Seeing Xiao Nuo's silence, Runyu became anxious, "I have a friend, it is still in Dongting Lake, I just escaped from the Heavenly Emperor thanks to it, I hope mother can save his life!"

"It has already returned to Zhongshan."

Runyu frowned, and let out a foul breath.

Xiao Nuo put down the comb, took out the headband inlaid with gemstones, and wrapped it round and round on the black hair bun.Those hands are as slender as jade, and they seem to be weak and boneless, but they can control all the wind and rain between heaven and earth.

"Mother... don't blame her for this matter, it's all Runyu's fault..."

"Okay." Xiao Nuo softly interrupted his self-blame, straightened his skirt, and pinched his little face, "I want to put up lanterns, you can accompany me."