A woodcutter was placed on the ground in the Yuzhen Palace, Liu Yichen, the head of Yunyang, sat on the top, and there were more than 20 people sitting or standing in the hall, surrounded by four people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A middle-aged nun with a frosty face, holding a seemingly extraordinary fairy sword pointed at Wan Lige, the other two were Jiang Chaiyun and the other was meditation, and the two of them were kneeling on the ground at the moment.

Xiao Qian stood on Jiang Chaiyun's shoulder as usual, but the difference was that there was a creature as beautiful as a butterfly flapping its wings and flying above Jing Xin's head.

The middle-aged nun said coldly: "It will be difficult to cut off his legs today." ”

"Senior sister, I know that it was all my fault back then, but after so many years, you and I have gray hair, can't you forgive me?"

"Shut up. The middle-aged nun was simple and direct, and said: "I swear, the people of Hongfeng, if they dare to set foot in the snow peak, they will cut off their legs, and no one can be an exception." ”

"He's a disciple who has just started, and he is young and hasn't been in harmony with the world, even if he goes to Snow Peak, you can't bear to ask for his legs?" Wan Lige said.

"If you don't have harmony with the world, you know that you are abusing people's hearts, do you have to wait until he crushes that young heart to the ground before calling him into the world?" said the middle-aged nun excitedly.

"Master. Jing Xin wanted to explain.

"Shut up for me. The middle-aged nun's face was cold, and she yelled back.

Jing Xin was too frightened to speak.

"Also, my Snow Peak has been covered with snow for 10,000 years, so I have today's Snow Peak, you are a good apprentice of the teaching, and now it is ruined like this, haha, haha. The middle-aged nun smiled wryly.

"That's right, it's me who can't teach, but the senior sister is too cruel, and she doesn't let go of a young disciple. ”

"Ruthless? You Hongfeng men, none of them are good things. ”

"Enough, you are implicated in the entire Hongfeng because of me, it is too far-fetched, let me tell you, don't talk about your legs today, even a hair I won't let you touch him. Wan Lige was forced by the middle-aged nun to be anxious and said this.

"Master, the disaster starts with me, and I am willing to bear it. Jiang Chaiyun didn't want the master to draw a sword because of himself and his classmates.

"You shut up for me, too. Wan Lige roared and broke Jiang Chaiyun.

"Okay, then we'll make a break today. After the middle-aged nun finished speaking, the fairy sword stabbed upwards and stabbed towards Wanlige.

"Presumptuous, don't you think I don't exist?" Liu Yichen roared and stopped the middle-aged nun, and at this time, the majesty of his head was fully revealed.

I saw him stand up, take two steps forward, and look at the middle-aged nun and Wan Lige, his eyes like torches.

"Don't dare. Wan Lige said.

The middle-aged nun withdrew her sword, snorted coldly, and said no more.

I only heard Liu Yichen say: "If today's turmoil, the breeding of demon religions, and the behavior of demon beasts, we should get rid of personal grievances, focus on the common people in the world, and educate people to educate people, so as not to lose the demeanor of the world's largest faction." ”

The middle-aged nun and Wan Lige did not speak.

Liu Yichen said again: "Yunyang disciples have violated the rules of the door, and the law enforcement elders of the elder group have their own to deal with it, do you two really want to fight to the death for the two disciples? ”

Many people in the hall nodded, and the middle-aged nun and Wan Lige were equally silent.

Liu Yichen looked at the person at the bottom right, chin his jaw, and said: "In my opinion, if the incident happened to Hongfeng Jiang Chasing Yun, he will punish him to go to the ancestral hall of the ancestor of Houshan to sweep the floor for five years as a punishment, as for Xuefeng meditation, this time it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, that Xue Ling has already had a blood contract with her, no matter what Xue Ling becomes in the future, meditation can be restrained by it, and it will be brought back to Xuefeng by the ruthless junior sister to dispose of it herself." ”

It turns out that the middle-aged nun's legal name is Ruthless, and I don't know if it's her real name, but it seems that she is as her name suggests, and she is worthy of the name.

Since the head of Yunyang has a know, he announced the disposal of Jiang Chaiyun and Jingxin in public, and the rest of the people did not raise any objections, and a storm subsided, and Jiang Chaiyun only knew that the birth of the snow spirit made the entire Yunyang Mountain shake, many people thought that something had happened, and the heads of the peaks, including the elders, came to the Yuzhen Hall to gather, only to learn later that there was a creature that brought snowflakes all over the sky and flew all over the entire Yunyang Mountain, and the initiator was Jiang Chaiyun and meditation, so there was a scene in the Yuzhen Palace.

Jiang Chaiyun retrieved the Remnant Moon Scimitar, and the law enforcement elder took him to the Houshan ancestral hall, Jiang Chaiyun had already heard that the law enforcement elder Qingxuan Daoist was an arrogant, stern and ruthless person, and today Jiang Chaiyun saw Qingxuan Daoren, only to see him with a solemn face, not smiling, as if someone would always owe him.

When he arrived at the ancestral hall in Houshan, Jiang Chaiyun saw a white-haired old man holding a broom at first sight, regularly cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground in front of an ancestral hall.

Qingxuan Daoist led Jiang Chaiyun to the ancestral hall, took out three incense sticks from the incense case, and after giving incense to the ancestor of Yunyang, he took out a broom, handed it to Jiang Chaiyun, and said: "From today on, you will sweep the floor in this ancestral hall, and you can only leave this place after five years." ”

Qingxuan Daoist pointed to a hut not far from the ancestral hall, and said, "At night, that's where you live." After Qingxuan Daoren finished speaking, he didn't care what Jiang Chaiyun thought, and went back to the Yuzhen Hall by himself, and he never said a word to the old man sweeping the floor from beginning to end, as if the old man did not exist.

Jiang Chaiyun saw that Qingxuan Daoist was out of sight, thinking back on the experience of this day, it can be described as a hundred folds and thousands of returns, thinking of meditation, I don't know how the ruthless master will punish her, but now that he has been imprisoned in the ancestral hall, it is futile to worry alone, so he shook his head with a wry smile and looked around.

The ancestral hall of the patriarch is built by a stone wall, plus decoration, there is an eaves that shelters the wind and rain, the ancestral hall is ten zhang wide and long, there are rows of tablets lined up inside, the name of the head of the Yunyang Gate is written on it, the most middle tablet is written on the book "the position of the ancestor Yunyang Daoren", in front of the tablet, there is an incense case, the incense case is placed with an incense stick, and a futon is placed on the ground to worship.

Jiang Chaiyun saw the tablet of the ancestor and thought, "That is, a disciple of Yunyang, when he arrives at this ancestral hall, he should pay homage at the ceremony." So he bent down to the tablet to give a salute, and then learned from the Qingxuan Taoist, took out three sticks of incense from the incense tablet and lit them, performed three salutes, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Outside the ancestral hall, a bluestone-paved path, a white-haired old man cleaning up fallen leaves, a thatched house, and a green mountain, this is the scene of Jiang chasing clouds.

Jiang Chaiyun walked up to the old man, arched his hands, and saluted: "Junior, Hongfeng, Jiang Chaiyun has seen his seniors. Jiang Chaiyun didn't know how to call the old man, so he regarded himself as a junior, thinking that there would be no mistake.

The old man should not, continue to sweep the fallen leaves.

Jiang Chaiyun was puzzled, could it be that the white-haired old man was a deaf and mute person?

So, Jiang Chaiyun walked to the thatched hut, found a broom, and learned from the old man to clean up the fallen leaves.

The next day, the wind and rain on campus, before the morning exercise.

A group of disciples gathered together, talking about the matter of Xuefeng, the news undoubtedly spread the fastest, someone said: "Qiongchi is buried, I have seen it with my own eyes." ”

"I'm afraid your news is outdated, and Uncle Ruthless will clean up the buried Qiongchi yesterday. ”

"I heard that this snow peak has been formed for 10,000 years, why did the heavy snow collapse for no reason? It also caused the entire Yunyang Mountain to shake. ”

"You don't know this, I heard that it was caused by the birth of a person named "Snow Spirit". Another disciple said.

"I know, I know, after the shaking subsided yesterday, it snowflakes fell all over the sky, as if it was the Snow Spirit. A disciple said excitedly.

"I also heard that Xue Ling was rescued by Xue Feng's Meditation Junior Sister, and he also had a blood contract with Meditation Junior Sister. ”

"What is a blood pact?"

"A blood contract is the use of a person's blood to lift a curse, and after the curse is lifted, the person who is lifted has a blood contract with that person, which cannot be changed for life, and life and death will accompany each other from then on. The man explained.

"Wow, Senior Sister Jingxin is really blessed, I heard that the things that can make a blood contract are not ordinary things. Another said.

"Senior Sister Jingxin is at such an age, she has reached the eighth layer of Qingtai, and she is also a disciple with the fastest cultivation speed in Yunyang Gate in the past hundred years, I heard that Senior Uncle Wan of Hongfeng was just like this, and now there is Xue Ling, I am afraid that I will not be able to forget it. ”

"That's not necessarily, I heard that the snow spirit is as small as a butterfly, how much can it do, maybe it can only be used for viewing. ”

This group of disciples is from Da Shifeng, and as soon as this statement came out, some agreed and some disagreed, and this group of people argued about it.

On the school ground, Duan Hongyu and several disciples of Hongfeng were also talking about Jiang Chaiyun, only to hear Duan Hongyu say: "Hmph! Five years? This law enforcement elder is too ruthless, punishing a young disciple to sweep the floor is five years, and my father is really right, and he didn't ask for mercy at that time." ”

"It's no wonder that Uncle Duan, five years, it's not long, it's not short, I heard that at that time, Uncle Duan had to cut off the legs of the little junior brother and punish him for sweeping the land for five years, which is not too heavy. Du Yiheng said.

"This is not serious, I think! This matter is a trivial matter, if you want me to say, it is the law enforcement elder, he sees no one is pleasing to the eye, he only thinks about his majesty, how can he care about the life and death of others. Wu Yunzhi said indiscriminately.

"Five years, we have five years without seeing Brother Jiang, if we want to say where the punishment is not good, why do we want to punish the ancestral hall. "Because of the rules of Yunyang Gate, except for the head of the ancestral hall and the masters of each peak, only law enforcement elders can enter, and all the rest of the Yunyang Gate people who enter the ancestral hall will be expelled from Yunyang Gate, so Duan Hongyu is more angry.

"I don't understand this either, and Master didn't tell me anything specifically. Tu Yiwei said.

One of the other group of people said, "Do you know that the man who has a rat is the one who caused the trouble in the Snow Peak, and I heard that he has now been punished for sweeping the floor in the ancestral hall." ”

"It's impossible, he's a disciple who has only been in the beginner for two years, and he can cause such a big disaster?" the other person didn't believe it.

"Say you don't believe it, it's true. "Many people were discussing the matter of Xuefeng yesterday, and it was not until the morning exercise bell rang that the disciples in the square stopped discussing one after another.

When the morning exercise bell rang, Jiang Chai Yun was already in front of the ancestral hall, although he was not in the wind and rain school, but he was the same as in the past, after reciting the Yunyang Gate rules, he picked up a broom and cleaned the bluestone path.

What puzzled Jiang Chaiyun was that the white-haired old man had been meditating on the futon in the ancestral hall at night, and when the bell rang, he got up and picked up a broom and began to sweep the fallen leaves.

Jiang Chaiyun and the old man swept the fallen leaves on the ground one by one, Jiang Chaiyun has now decided that the old man is deaf and mute, because so far, the old man has not said a word.

Once when Jiang Chaiyun looked at the old man sweeping the floor, he saw that his movements were light, horizontal and vertical seemed to be regular, and the fallen leaves were easily swept together, unlike Jiang Zhaiyun, who was not as difficult as himself, swept the fallen leaves in a pile, so he learned the old man's movements and swept up the fallen leaves.

Something surprising happened, after Jiang Chaiyun swept the old man for a while, he felt that his heart was calm, not so impetuous, and he only heard the sound of his broom sweeping in his ears, everything in the outside world seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, and his heart suddenly became ethereal.

Jiang Chaiyun woke up and returned to reality, only to hear the sound of wind and birds chirping around, and nothing had changed, so he looked at the old man around him with a respectful look, and then swept himself away from the fallen leaves.

After the fallen leaves were cleaned, Jiang Chaiyun wiped all the ancestral halls of the ancestors and practiced in front of the ancestral hall.