In the depths of the Hakuya Academy, there is a courtyard called the Confucius Building, which is where the dean of the Hakuya Academy started eating.

On weekdays, the old master does not go out of this master's building at all, if someone looks for him, after the report, if the master is willing, he will meet him in the guest room of the master's building.

"What you say is the truth?" the master sat on the Taishi's chair, holding a blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, and in the cup was blue cinadon tea, which purified the heart and purified the mind, and was the best in tea.

"Back to the teacher, what the student said is the truth, that person seriously injured the autumn thistle of Qingmei Mountain. "There is also a gentleman in green shirt next to the master, he is the teacher of this student, if Tu Yuan sees it, he will definitely recognize that the one who reported it is the scholar in the Shangqing Temple before.

"A few days ago, Mount Qingmei was shattered. ”

The scholar was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "Could it be him? The person who appeared in Shangqingguan?"

"What is he like?"

The scholar opened his mouth to speak, but found that he could not describe it, and the appearance of the person he saw in the Shangqing Temple was blurred.

He was speechless.

"Say, what?"

"Teacher, I can't tell. Scholar said.

The old master put down the teacup in his hand, got up, and said, "Go back." ”

The old master was dressed in a wide robe and gray hair, but when he stood up, he would find that he was very tall.

The black cloth shoes on his feet, his fingers are neatly trimmed, his face is wrinkled, his beard is white, and the whole person looks very simple.

He got up, went to the firewood room next to him, and picked up the firewood knife leaning against a peach tree, the purple knife was covered with stains from cleaning weeds.

The other two looked at the old master and frowned, obviously they were announcing important things, why did they pick up the firewood knife to clean up the weeds?

"You go back and restrain the student, the person you are talking about, he has already come. The old master had disappeared between he spoke and turned around.

……

When Tu Yuan turned around, this time he didn't see the person who was cleaning, he saw an old man carrying a firewood knife.

"What do you see?" asked the old master.

"I saw what I wanted to see. Tu Yuan closed the book in his hand and stuffed it back into the shelf.

"You smashed Qingmei Mountain, why don't you just break Baigu Academy and sneak in like this. The old master took a few steps forward and stopped, and the firewood knife in his hand seemed to be ready to be chopped at any time.

He was so unpretentious, like an old man chopping wood in a mountain village wearing a scribe's robe.

"No, I thought, and here I am. Tu Yuan said.

"Sneaky, ghostly, what a heroic figure you would be, but an unscrupulous villain. The old master took two more steps forward, his expression serious, as if he was pronouncing the guilt of someone else.

Tu Yuan smiled and said, "The master wants to be tired of the momentum to move my law, but unfortunately, the master's golden words are useless to me. ”

But the master didn't answer him at all, but continued: "If you enter the academy as a student, but you don't respect your teachers, you have no respect for the academy, you deceive your classmates, you are ruthless, unrighteous, disloyal and unfilial, what qualifications do you have to live in the world? ”

After the old master finished speaking, he stepped out and appeared in front of Tu Yuan in an instant, the firewood knife in his hand was raised, and he slashed down towards Tu Yuan's neck.

It's like he wants to chop off a long and crooked branch, not like he is splitting people, the splitting is straightforward, the splitting is unpretentious, unpretentious, and there is no mystic law in his body, but that knife seems to be able to cut any law, and any law will be like a mess of branches and leaves in front of this knife.

In Tu Yuan's eyes, the old master's whole person was shining, he was the sky, and the knife was the heavenly sword.

The sword light slashed, Tu Yuan's head fell, there was no blood, and the body behind the skull rolled to the ground, but he still spoke: "Good knife technique." ”

When the words fell, his head had turned into a puddle of water, and the people in his flesh had turned into a puddle of water.

……

Tu Yuan didn't want to fight with that old master, his goal had been achieved.

Turning back, there was a white valley, and the wind was blowing around him, and he didn't look back.

The old master is very strong, under that knife, if it was before coming to this land, when he was in the ancient land, Tu Yuan probably wouldn't be able to dodge, but after wandering in the dark for so long, his realm had already been improved in silence.

Here, too, he saw that the records had been erased.

This time, he still saw the hand, which was like jade, but hazy.

He didn't know what he would face in the end, whether there would be a hand reaching out from the void of heaven and earth and erasing his existence.

Then, he wandered around this land again, trying to find a way to enter that family or sect in every place he went, and then entered it to read the history of their sect to see if there was a record of the Peacock Kingdom five hundred years ago.

And there are more and more rumors about him in the world, and there are all kinds of rumors, some say that the Peacock King is back.

It is said that a great murderer has descended in the darkness.

But no one can tell Tu Yuan's appearance, although there are many rumors, but there is no accurate letter.

Some sects noticed Tu Yuan's entry and wanted to trap Tu Yuan, but Tu Yuan left quietly as he came. Some don't even notice it at all.

But suddenly, one day, just as all the factions were on guard, the man who had entered and exited the factions as if they had entered a no-man's land disappeared and never reappeared again.

………

Tu Yuan appeared in a desert, and there seemed to be flames burning in the void.

He walked into the depths of the yellow sand, and the wind blew his clothes flying, blowing away his gray black hair, and dancing in the wind.

He didn't even know why he was here, and a pull in the dark had brought him to this point.

He walked for many days, and when he came to the depths of the desert, there was no wind here, so to speak, all the winds revolved around this place, and did not blow in at all.

This is the ruins of a castle that looks very large, and there are ruins in the center of it.

He suddenly felt like he had an extra heart, beating outside, a double heartbeat.

Step by step.

The only not-so-intact wall obscured the view.

This place is barren, and in his perception, it is still in this world, but it is folded and has its own world.

Looking up at the sky, there was a blur in the sky, like a flame.

Turning the wall, he finally saw what he wanted to see.

A heart-like stone, glowing with gold, perhaps it can be said that the heart turned into a pale golden stone, and what Tu Yuan cared about the most was that the heart like a golden stone had a hairpin tied on it.

At the top of the hairpin is a sapphire like a phoenix's eye, and the stone hairpin has gold and black runes, which is extremely mysterious.

This is the Dongyuan hairpin, Fan Xuanzi named it the phoenix-eyed scorpion tail hairpin, it is pierced in such a heart, what about Fan Xuanzi?