In front of the purple bamboo forest outside the Forgetful River, Jiang Manlou and others waited for three days and three nights.

It's getting colder!

The cold snap of the Great Yan Empire seemed to be about to make a final struggle before bidding farewell to this cold winter, dragging the tail of this last winter to the extreme of ice.

Finally, on the fourth day, the snow fell again.

The real goose-featherlike snow swept the whole world, whether it was Tiandong, which was closest to the cold current, or Zhongzhou, or Tiannan, all began to drift snow.

Between heaven and earth, there is a blank of silver.

Everything was buried in the thick snow.

Jiang Manlou and others in front of the purple bamboo forest in Bodhi Academy were already injured, and finally couldn't survive in this heavy snow and cold winter, so they had to be ordered by Dean Zhuang to take a group of Tsing Yi teachers back to the inner courtyard to recuperate and recuperate.

For Dean Zhuang, no matter where Jiang Manlou and the others come from, whether they have a sincere heart to study, or do they have ulterior motives...... As long as they are still in Bodhi Academy, they will be students of the academy and disciples and grandchildren.

Since the opening of the Bodhi Academy, the establishment of the six-character doorway practice for thousands of years, the students of the academy have come from all over the world regardless of their origin, which is the foundation of the academy for countless years.

In other words, it is indisputable that all the students of the academy originate from the world and belong to the world.

This is also the reason why the Wuxiang Dao Sect did not kill Jun Zeyu with his own hands in the peach blossom forest.

If the person who trespassed into the Peach Blossom Forest at that time was not Jun Zeyu, a freshman of the academy, but Yan Nanfei, who had already dropped out of the academy a few days ago, I am afraid that he would not have been so lucky to pick up a life from the Dao Sect now.

Of course, facts are facts, Jun Zeyu cannot become Yan Nanfei, and Yan Nanfei's fate will not be destined to be written in this so-called if.

Speaking of Yan Nanfei, in fact, on the day in the peach blossom forest, Yan Nanfei also went down to Bodhi Mountain early.

Different from Jun Zeyu's self-confidence in strategizing, perhaps Yan Nanfei was more cautious, or maybe he was timid and afraid of death, worried that the academy would be angry because of the failure of what he planned.

He's running for his life.

Although he had already sent back the news of Sheji's mountains and rivers to his father Yan Bailou, although Yan Bailou had sent more strong people to support him, he still had a heart hanging in his throat.

However, before he could rush back to Dayan, he heard a report from the spies who had secretly stayed in Bodhi City that the Bailou God General had failed and his soul had returned to the Nine Heavens.

After learning the news, Yan Nanfei suddenly realized that he had invisibly committed an unforgivable catastrophe.

Not only did he not win the Heavenly Map, but he also took the life of the Bailou Divine General for no reason, and damaged a Tiger General of the Spirit Realm of the Great Yan Empire. For the Great Yan Empire, which is currently in the cold winter season, it is tantamount to a loss of self-severing an arm!

After Yan Nanfei learned from the pain, he still returned to the Great Yan Empire to face his mistakes.

But things were far from what he expected.

……

"You're just coming back?"

In the large and deserted palace, there are no civil and military courtiers, no maids and eunuchs.

The huge door of the palace was mostly covered, only a palm-wide crack was exposed, and the wind and snow penetrated into the palace through this crack, and then pierced into the robe of the kneeling prince Yan Nanfei in the palace.

Behind the crack in the gate of the palace, a straight oblique light was transmitted, and a shadow was reflected in the oblique light.

It was a tall, menacing figure.

The shadow carried a kind of supreme majesty and dignity, oppressively making people unable to raise their heads.

Yan Nanfei lowered his head in front of this shadow.

"The child is guilty! You shouldn't make an assertion to startle the snake, and you shouldn't let General Qin bury his bones elsewhere...... Please punish your father!" Yan Nanfei said.

Yan Bailou's eyes looked through the gap in the palace door and looked at the snowflakes falling in the silver-white world outside: "It's really time for a little punishment! It's just that you still don't know what you're doing wrong, and you're too disappointed for your father!"

Kneeling on the cold floor, Yan Nanfei, who pressed his head very low, frowned slightly, he suddenly remembered Xue'er who was still in Bodhi Academy, and he was extremely remorseful in his heart, he shouldn't have carelessly left Xue'er alone in Bodhi Academy.

"Cher, she ......"

Yan Nanfei thought in his heart that Xue'er was a disciple of Dean Zhuang, and according to the inheritance rules of Bodhi Academy that had not changed for thousands of years, there should not be any dangerous situation.

But he was about to explain, but was interrupted by Yan Bailou.

"Father wants you to remember one sentence!" Yan Bailou said with a warning tone.

"Children must remember!" Yan Nanfei noticed for the first time that his father was really angry.

"No matter when and where, even if you take over the imperial throne in the future, don't forget that Xue'er is your sister! In the future Dayan Empire, you can do without a sibling prince to guard the country, but you must not do without Xue'er's sister...... You have to remember that she is the one who will marry into the Imperial League in the future!"

Yan Nanfei hurriedly climbed to the foot of Yan Bailou.

Then he kowtowed heavily.

Yan Bailou looked at the emperor in front of him and sighed and said: "From tomorrow, confinement of the Hidden Palace, without my permission for two years, you will not be allowed to step out ......of the Hidden Palace!

Yan Nanfei raised his head in panic, and only saw Yan Bailou's shadow in the light, and Yan Bailou had already walked out of the palace gate.

Yan Nanfei's eyes flashed with cold light!

……

Luo Changfeng was unconscious on the tenth day!

Several big names in the Bodhi Academy tried all the methods they could, and they consulted countless classics on the six-character door more than a dozen times, but they still couldn't find a way to treat Luo Changfeng's injuries.

As the days passed, the thirty-six petal Lotus Shenghui not only did not repair Luo Changfeng's body, but also made fewer and fewer offerings.

Luo Changfeng's state can no longer withstand such an offering.

Luo Changfeng's injury has really reached the point of being desperate and weak!

However, at this time, Dean Zhuang, who was thinking about healing measures with all the six-character sect masters, suddenly heard a message.

A Tsing Yi teacher rushed in, holding a roll of bamboo slips in both hands and respectfully handed it out: "Lord Dean, someone from the mountain gate asks to see you!"

Dean Zhuang stretched out his hand and took the bamboo slip and took a cursory glance: "Where are the people?"

The Tsing Yi teacher raised his head and said, "Drop this roll of bamboo and leave!"

Dean Zhuang's expression was even more puzzled.

He stroked his beard.

The bamboo slips were reopened.

I saw that it was written: "A bowl of acacia heart blood, five seven lotus medicine casting soup, death still needs God to return to its place, come back to life and wait for the soul incense." ”